My favourite track right now

Jay Electronica, down load it, Eternal Sunshine...

Dodging cars, or not...

I grumpy Mercedes driver drove into me as he pulled away from the traffic lights today. I was furious, so I chased after him and gave him a piece of my mind. I just could not believe that he drove into me, I mean all I did was stop at the lights close to him. He was on his horn at the general mess of bikers in front of him, and was so busy being angry at them perhaps he never saw me... or maybe he wanted to drive into me. Although I think I scared him a bit afterwards, poor posh old man.

Now I have a broken spoke on my back wheel and will have to ride the fixie into work. This may be good training for the Paris-Roubaix sportive that I am doing in two weeks. But, it is exhausting.

Anyways, this is the second time I have been driven into. The last time I was just crossing the road, and the car that had stopped for the people in front of me rolled into my knee. It hurt, but I was so shocked that the driver drove into me I did not know what to say...

After my run in with Mr Mercedes today I slowly cycled home. It is nice to take your foot off the gas on the way home and watch the manic cyclist burning their lungs to beat the fellow commuters. Tomorrow I will join them once more, a mini manic Giro every day!

100 miles in Suffolk

Ed and I cycled around the rolling Belgian like hills of Suffolk. We rode together for 109 miles, Ed doing an incredible extra 40 miles fuelled initially by a tail wind, and on his way home a diminishing supply of dried apricots. This was all in preperation for Paris-Roubaix, which we will be doing in 3 weeks, hopefully joined by Enzo (my father in law) and Hedley (who thought the whole thing up).

Anyways, my knees ache now. The ride was an epic push though sunshine and wind. We first set of for a coffee in Wickham Market after a fast 50 miles into the head wind. We were cruelly denied, as the shop was shut. Ed was then angry, and dragged me off at an angry speed to Snape, where I had a brick of cake and a coffee. Ed thought that one coffee would not be enough, so ordered a double espresso and a cupachino.

With 60 miles to go, we did not hang about too much, and soon we were zipping into Felixtowe to say hello to Ed's cousin and fill up the water bottles. Chatted about bikes and stuff, and the off once more. We arrived back in Colchester, where it began after 5 and a bit hours of pedal fury.

Ed eating dried apricots, which powered him home:



Me having a recovery apricot:



My left knee aches now...

Daily Commute

11 miles or so.

Midnight

This band is not early 90's, which I have reacently got into, but they are sweet. Check'em out, Midnight Juggernaughts. All for now, have a job now, should be working.



Oh, one more thing Uber Frisbee rocks...