Rain, sunshine, rain, sunshine…

Cube, Cinelli, Cube, Cinelli…

Decisions, decisions…

But there hasn’t been enough summer (ooh, marvel at the understatement), I haven’t had my new baby long enough to feel ready to put it away just yet, and besides there will be plenty of worse weather coming our way, when using the Cube will really be the only way to go.  So new bike it was.  As if there was really any other choice *grin*.  And to be fair, it did a good job.  It’s just lovely to ride, and it seems happier braking in the wet now, which means I’m happier braking in the wet!  And there was definitely wet, but there was also dry.  There was sun and there was cloud.

There was an old pier and a new one.  There was George, and there was me.

There was also a lot of talking which presumably explains our sloth…  I’m always slower in the winter too – all that bulk around all my joints I reckon!  I was trying out yet more layer combinations so as to be best informed as to might work for this Saturday’s Wiggle New Forest 100 and I got it right, whilst re-discovering how fab my Rapha winter team jacket is.  Cool.  Or not, if you see what I mean.  I still reckon I’m going to need some more winter kit to mean that I can get miles in without having to make sure everything is clean and dry every time!  I wish winter kit wasn’t so boring though…  I want jackets in bright visible colours, with patterns and fun, not plain, or dark, or pink, or red.  But no white!  Talk about impractical…  Anything else is going to be underneath so it really doesn’t matter, but it would be nice to have something a bit more striking over the top.  When it comes to keeping warm I’m saving up for a women’s baselayer from Rapha, and their new deep winter collar, as a treat, and I’m justifying it by pretending that they may well also be to wear to my work where, not to put too fine a point on it, it tends to be feckin’ freezing!

Cycling time: 1:57:09 hrs
Distance: 28.21 miles
Avs: 14.4 mph.
ODO: 638.10 miles

Right, time to go and eat gluten free pasta and pretend I’m carb loading.  There are carbs in the white wine I’ll be drinking later, right? ;).