If you’ve not heard of it before, 30 Days of Biking is a personal challenge with a charitable edge. People pledge to ride their bike every day in April, and for every two that do, 1USD is donated to World Bicycle Relief. This year we have six riders attempting the challenge.
Yes, it is nearly May. Yes, it is still snowing and raining and horrible.
Glove warming before a ride to the shop for sausages. And by the way, I have day 28 leg ache.
Another commuter day, a different city, Liverpool. A poignant ride considering the events of recent days, concluded with humour in the form of a bronze Ken Dodd.
Snow when I woke up, so I went back to bed.
Rain when I rode to work, so I stayed inside.
Sleat on the way home, so I rode the train again.
Mountains on my mind, so I stare at maps.
Snow on the tops with sun in the morning. Cold fingers. Rain, cold rain, in the afternoon. Felt pretty miserable until I came upon a long queue of traffic. There can be few greater pleasures for a cold, wet commuter than passing all the traffic.
Fingers too cold to take a picture, so here’s a library shot of proper snow.
Took the longer road based route for the faux commute this morning. I’d forgotten how much I hate “rush hour” (a.k.a Rush 15 Minutes here) traffic. Phone ran out of juice so no photo of the rather lovely view so here, have a pic of some of the fallout of the squalls blowing through today.
Over the last couple of weeks my work / bike balance has tipped very much in the wrong direction. Today’s imbalance meant I missed out on this week’s ALine evening session although I did get to ride to and from work in the pouring sleety rain. This wasn’t as unpleasant as it sounds until I absent mindedly whacked through a pot hole and punctured – oh the joys of a cold, wet, road tyre tube change.
Ok, the Bank Holiday is approaching. Hands up all those who have booked a lovely family camping holiday…