Tell us about your weekend ride

Brilliant ride. Totally convinced by night riding now, and what superfast clean route. However I forgot how fast Skive is. On the way back I was basically chasing him from Hampton Court all the way home. Thank goodness it was dark otherwise he would have seen how much I was out of the saddle just trying to keep up.

+1 to night riding. Now you need to do the Dunwich Dynamo and the Exmouth Exodus at the very least. Not that I get the impression that you have to be pushed. :)

Copenhagen reality

Where's.that exactly? Going to Copenhagen Easter holidays, route advice pls.!

Where's.that exactly? Going to Copenhagen Easter holidays, route advice pls.!

Let's PM a little and I will cook you some nice routes from www.ridewithgps.com you can have a look at - we have everything but elevation gain :D

Oh yeah thanks.there's no hills there anyway is there, not compared to old Blighty ;)

Oh yeah thanks.there's no hills there anyway is there, not compared to old Blighty ;)

Nope - the steepest we can offer is avg. 5.9% on 730meter :)

Girlfriend is training for her first century and today was such a gorgeous day (daytime temps have gone from below 10 to over 20 Celcius in literally less than a week) it seemed a shame not to do a long ride.

130km later, she did great. Century time soon I think!

We rode the route I did for my Strava century, minus a 'detour' stretch. Along a river, up into the mountains, through tea plantations and little villages full of fruit stalls... holy shit, what a route. So much nicer when it's sunny and warm!
http://app.strava.com/activities/43681221

Hilariously, BOTH of us got punctures. I got mine on a climb and only realised at the top, then proceeded to blew up my CO2 nozzle (the seal shot right out the end - super weird), she forgot hers (doh!) and I was only saved by a nice passing cyclist with a pump. I fucking love cycling - almost everyone is a friend. Then near the end she got one (her very first) and since we had no way of inflating the tyre we had to walk to a bike shop. Luckily there was one about 10 mins away. If it'd happened in the mountains I think we'd have been fucked!

Some days are just too damn nice to be spoiled, though. Gorgeous weather, gorgeous route, gorgeous company (harrr) and cycling camaraderie - it's days like today that remind me why I dedicate a large portion of my life to being on my bike.

http://www.mapmyride.com/routes/view/179666900

Another slice of chiltern heaven, with puke hill, frieth and skirmett road, terry lane. But missed the Cookham turn off and ended up going thro Maidnhead, Windsor, meh.. plus A412 had fast traffic. Also dont eat in the fig tree pub, uxbridge.. A different kind of dirty burger with cold chips, but the Jack Daniels sauce was okay.

http://app.strava.com/activities/43727435

First time on the bike for a while. Massively unfit and my upper body has grown so weak. Annoyingly it missed off the fastest section of the ride.

Put about 29 mile in on the 29er between Saturday sauna, 1hour.night score run, and helping collect club kit, wasted now got long run event in the morning. 2 beers helped after that ^ little lot.

Secret training. More tomorrow. Meh.

Fucking sick again - thanks institutional workplace with global population and child who moves among other children.

20 minutes easy pace on the rollers - first bead of sweat / critical temp, and the room started swaying. Did some stretching at least.

Have decided to fuck it all off for the rest of the weekend, but having looked over my notes from Friday night (creative process, blah) I'm having difficulty understanding what the fuck I was thinking. Need to recapture the zone, but creative zones aren't conveniently quantifiable with heartrates and power outputs and shit like that. I want some drugs or something, but now's really not the time.

You can have the stash that I didn't finish..

I don't want your weird weight gain drugs.

I don't need drugs for weight gain you fatist.

It was murky out on the hills today, cold too. I am absolutely trashed, fell asleep watching Skyfall this evening.
Lazy swim and sauna tomorrow, maybe a massage.

Myself and 4 friends are cycling from Bristol to Barcelona in the summer. We are going to be getting the ferry from Plymouth. Today we rode fixed from Bristol to Plymouth over Dartmoor 123 miles. It was a lot of fun, weather wasn't great but it could have been a lot worse. Dartmoor was beautiful and painful.

Nothing beats destroying oneself on a bike, am i right Knuckle?

It was very satisfying when we reached our destination. We also stumbled upon a food and drink fest in a place called Moretonhampstead which worked out well.

Total rear-mech failure in the middle of bloody Kent after 70 odd miles of misty, hilly goodness. Benj literally pushed me (I'm 14 stone, he is a legend) to the nearest train station, through flooded lanes and up difficult rises - ruined my average for the day though....

Rather a melancholic journey into London Victoria, pondering my recent run of bad luck on the bike, wishing I was pedalling back to the smoke, figuring out how to fix my bloody ride so that I could get home.

Time is such a precious commodity for me at the moment and allotting it to the seemingly frivolous pursuit of riding bikes up and down and around the English countryside is becoming more and more difficult to justify. These little hiccups are really pissing me off.

Down in Eastbourne for Mother's Day, stole out the house early and ran 10k along the coast as the fog started to clear. Not a great run- woke up sniffing, and have every sign of a cold developing, but feels good to have got out the house now.

The Rust-collective today

^ now i feel like a total blouse for whinging about it being cold outside in London today.

^This.

Thuekr, your posts here always seem to say "this ride hurt like hell but it felt damn good"