The weather forecast for tomorrow looks dismal and since I may not be able to ride on Thursday due to commitments in London, I decided I’d go out and enjoy the sunshine for 15 miles or so, foregoing my usual day’s break between rides but not wanting to overdo it.
My knees felt a bit more tender than they would have done tomorrow, but they were OK. I went out through Ibstock, Ellistown and Bagworth since it’s mostly flat. A bit urban, but endearingly level.
At the end of Barlestone Road I turned right rather than left, which would have been the usual option for Kirkby Mallory, Earl Shilton Potters Marston et al. I guessed I’d probably find myself over by Odstone and the road north of Bosworth, which would have been lovely for a sunny evening. But I didn’t, in fact a few miles later I realised I’d turned back on myself and was returning home the way I came through Ellistown.
A bizarre occurrence in Ellistown on the way down. The road through Ellistown itself is as wide as anything and I was certainly adequately close to the side of the road, but a middle-aged bloke in a Micra insisted on crawling behind me, as if I was holding him up. He had plenty of room to overtake. When he finally did he offered a robust two finger gesture as he passed! Dickhead.
Anyway – 15.07 miles, 182 this month. Looking at the forecast, I might not get a chance to go cycling again until Sunday.