I love riding in a chain gang when it works. There is a poetry about. The rhythm and grace is hypnotic.
I hate the chain gang when it doesn't work.
Yesterday we went out, group of about 10 riders. We settled into a chain gang after about 10miles but boy what a chain. The faster line wasn't a little faster, you had to push hard or even stand up to catch up with the guy in front. I don't mind that occasionally but not for 30 miles!
I nearly got dropped 10 miles from home but some lovely chap held back and helped me re join the group. I was able to repay the favour on the final hill.
44 miles is my longest to date. I better get a whole lot more miles under my tires soon if I'm going to race for 56 AND run afterwards! I was pooped!
Sunday, 8 March 2009
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