Despite being due back at the homestead on Friday I snuck in (read: grenaded most of the day with) an out-and-back to the other side of the city for some much needed time on the rings as it was such a lovely morning.
Generally had a really nice ride and while it was tough to stick at what I was supposed to be doing, once all the dangling was out of the way and I'd been on the bike for five or ten minutes I was hit by a very welcome, palpable and somewhat unfamiliar wave of calm and inner peace
After a weekend of toil I got back to the flat today keen to squeeze in a utility ride before the treacherously early surprise-dusk descends. Did an off-piste work-ish errand which took me through some nice bits of the city before poking the usual supermarkets out of necessity. Typically for a Sunday there were very few bargains to be had so I mainly just got what I couldn't wait for.
I did spot an apparently free steel road bike outside someone's house. Ostensibly a white Specialized if the stickers were to be believed, however the Raleigh emblem on the seatpost clamp bolt and conspicuous rivet stubs on the head tube cast thier varacity into doubt.. I think it was essentially the same frame as my Routier with a more race-centric setup and a few later components (although the crankset was the same) It would no doubt have made a good pub bike but I already have enough so resisted the urge to tidy it up.
By the time I'd got to the end I'd had enough; what started as a warm, sunny waft having turned into a pretty cold and bracing ordeal thanks to the disappearing sun and mounting wind.
Good to get out but again very happy to be back in the flat, alone and with zero obligations to anyone else ahead of me for the rest of the day
