Admittedly though, it doesn't seem as though it's rained too much in London itself. I've been able to get some time in on the bike thanks to my turbo trainer. Unfortunately I haven't been able to get much quality work done. I prefer to do my quality work outdoors, I just respond better to it. For one reason or another the last five weeks have seen something go wrong on saturdays to prevent me racing the crits...and now they are over until summer. Damn.
I was really hoping to get a go yesterday, then this happened.
 |
| I should have finished the symbolism by standing behind it as I was held captive by the weather yesterday |
At least it's not quite the polar vortex North America is suffering, but that vortex is what is giving the UK bad weather.
Anyway, today was a beautiful sunny morning so I took the chance to get out onto the roads. Even though the day was "beautiful", the temperature was 2 degrees C when I started! I survived and thanks to a great Xmas and birthday present (cycling jacket), I was actually sweating.
No clouds, sun...dead trees. I suppose they aren't dead.
I took the chance to get another closer look at the Olympic site, since the pool is apparently opening on March 1 (good bye walking home from training at 10:30pm!) I've attached pictures of the area and the village - what I could access that is.
That hill has a neat man made mtb track on it. The colour of the sky, not man made.
That which we are, we die,
One equal temper or heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will,
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
I believe that's the hockey centre to the left and the velodrome to the right. Just like in Australia, but with just about every single bike path, it just ends suddenly as soon as "real traffic" needs it to.
There is glass everywhere in this city. As I was taking this photo a mother was screaming at her child called "Shenaya". If you name your kid Shenaya, you deserve to have to scream at her. From what I could tell the kid wasn't really doing anything wrong.
The road surface was so nice compared to the other roads around London, which have potholes and cracks every 20m. I find it absurd that the entire site isn't up and running 18 months on, in a city like this. Given how woeful the builders are in our house though, it doesn't surprise me about the length of time on the Olympic site.
I then got some actual riding in, rather than tourist riding and rode to where the crit is held. It's a pretty cool course with BMX and MTB catered to as well.
Finish is just after you come up this hill. Vastly different to Murrarie.
Opposite end of the course has this downhill, where everyone tries to chop wheels and crash into each other.
Appalling photography skills, but there are ppl on the mtb course in this shot.
If I was to post a pic of how most of my riding looked, it would be my "insert bike brand and model here" top tube and the picture of an angry ape I've attached to it and my two legs, so that's pretty much it,
I went to the London Bike Show and Tri Show yesterday, but that deserves a post all to itself. Which I might do from Alicante, Spain or next weekend.
No comments:
Post a Comment