Your Last Ride (in 3×3 words)

Hit a pothole. Five miles in. Punctured front tyre.

Work and back
Dark and grim
But tailwind home!

I can only
say it was
really rather wet.

Revolution Bike Park
Did some jumps
Didn’t break anything

Ride with daughter
Obligatory cafe stop
Really great morning

Shakedown Ride. One
snapped chainring. One
OTB. Cake Ending.

Bringsty Boxing Day
Toboggan through mud
Tyres are rails

Passed by Ebike
Pursued Ebike uphill
Couldn’t catch Ebike…

Trying out leg.
Sciatica still bad.
Calf not firing.

Cotswold Jennride Sunday.
Fifty miles long.
Legs still sore!

Coughing up phlegm
Pushed up
Greasy downs a giggle.

short commute home
tail wind dark
dry easily forgettable

from hero dirt
to dog dirt
roll on spring

New Year’s Eve

The Cinder Track

Sunny gravel bimble

In the gym.
With other fattos.
I’m so ashamed.

No more excuses
Been too long
Must get out

Take my time
Not a race
Caught more air

Brand New Bike

Went too fast

Tired, empty legs

Long drive there.
Shorter than remembered.
Still brilliant fun.

Two night rides
cancelled. Drizzle fog
and wind, rubbish