Went out for a pacey ride today, got split up from the group after getting that wierd thing where your calf muscle locks up and it hurts like a fucker till you stretch it the wrong way for a bit
decided to head back a different way, ended up on a dirt path in pitch black, that got muddier and muddier and the puddles got bigger and bigger, till i got to a section that went under the motorway (around stretford, manchester) that was completely flooded
waded my way through the bushes by the side of the motorway for 3/4 of a mile till i got to a normal road
the final 3 miles back to mine from trafford were absolutely awful, I bonked out from lack of food, and the wind was making me freezing
safe to say it wasn't quite what I planned but it was fun as fuck and my bikes filthy
Went out for a pacey ride today, got split up from the group after getting that wierd thing where your calf muscle locks up and it hurts like a fucker till you stretch it the wrong way for a bit
decided to head back a different way, ended up on a dirt path in pitch black, that got muddier and muddier and the puddles got bigger and bigger, till i got to a section that went under the motorway (around stretford, manchester) that was completely flooded
waded my way through the bushes by the side of the motorway for 3/4 of a mile till i got to a normal road
the final 3 miles back to mine from trafford were absolutely awful, I bonked out from lack of food, and the wind was making me freezing
safe to say it wasn't quite what I planned but it was fun as fuck and my bikes filthy