Had hoped to do a 100km ride today, but a bad night's sleep in the heat left me choosing to take a lie-in and accepting that I'd have to keep it to just 50 miles instead. Then a lazy breakfast and an inability to tear myself away from the Test match, brought that down to 50km. At that point, I forced myself to go out before I downgraded my aim further to just a ride round the block!
Having still not re-packed my saddle bag since RideLondon, I decided that I couldn't be arsed to sort it out and take it with me, but at the last minute chose to stuff one spare tube and a CO2 cartridge in my pocket just in case. Glad I did, because before I'd even gone one mile, I heard the familiar "fwoosh, bomp, bomp, bomp" that accompanies a visit from the fairy! Strangely for me, it was my front tyre that got hit - 90% of mine seem to go on the rear. Found two wounds in the tyre, both near each other, cause could have been either of them (one thin sharp piece of stone, the other a smaller piece of green glass). Managed to change it quite quickly and was able to get on my way.
Rest of the ride was straightforward enough - did the start of a few of the Chilterns better climbs, only to turn off halfway up and take the chicken exit each time - intentionally I hasten to add. In this heat, I didn't feel like doing a full out climbing effort, but I did want a little bit of elevation in my ride.