Why I’m here, I can’t quite remember

It’s been a tramadol zombie week. and this morning revealed that today was starting off as a red hot poker weepie day.  Sometimes it’s hard to be a woman…  Etc., etc.  Moan, winge, pity party, etc.   It did mean I wasn’t in the best frame of mind this morning.  But I’d taken the pills, the sun was shining, I was due to be riding with George, and if sometimes the drugs don’t work, sometimes riding the bike does.

George had errands to do in Street, so we rode over to Glastonbury for coffee, in companionable fashion as she was laden down things needed for shopping trips, and besides, we had chatting to do.  We weren’t the only ones out there, I was quite envious of this guy’s blue and white kit – it went very well with the sky and water and clouds…but it didn’t stop us chasing him down and leaving him for dust.  OK, so he turned out to be old enough to be my father, but that’s not the point ;).

rider in blue and white

Godney view Godney

It took 53 minutes to get to my favourite café, in the somewhat windy sunshine, at an average of about 15.1mph.  Why am I telling you this?  Patience, O Best Beloved.  The first person I saw in Glastonbury was tall, wearing layers of flowing purple and had flowers in her hair.  As ever, Glastonbury lived up to expectations, which is what I love about it.  We sat in the suntrap on the corner outside, watched a huge variety of humanity go to and fro’, and talked ourselves in circles.

Heaphy's Cafe traditions

George

But time ticked by, and ran out, and it was time to get home.  Work and tide wait for no woman.  Time for the wheels to go round instead of the conversation.  So while George headed south for the debatable joys of shopping in Street, I sprinted for home.  I did.  For no other reason than because I felt like it.  I put my head down, went as fast as I could, apart from those moments when an internal twist would take my breath and legs away, got home in 39 minutes, and increased my average overall speed to 17.0mph :D.  What’s more I enjoyed it too!  A little demon chasing can be a good thing.  Once again: two wheels good ;).

overgrown sign

Cycling time: 2:08 hrs.
Distance: 27.12 miles.
Avs: 17.0 mph.
ODO: 1713.48 miles.

Bet you didn’t know I have a favourite manhole cover?  Well I do…and this is it :),

hexagon