Some may say I'm prone to a little hyperbole when it comes to titling these (normally waffling and not terribly interesting) posts. I'd have to agree.
'The beginning of the end' may be slightly misleading. The only thing ending is the summer. Not surprising really, what with it being the last day of August and all that, but never a pleasant experience.
'Er indoors (or some other 70s, slightly unpleasant term) and I were out for a tootle on our bikes today. That means we were out cycling in a leisurely manner, not urinating on them. Anyway, yes, we were out for a cycle and it was the first time for months when we've had to wear our 3/4 length knickers instead of our shorts. Arm warmers were also a requirement today. I fear this is the shape of things to come.
Our delightful flimsy summer garb will be shoved away in the bottom of a box and we'll be dusting off our long sleeved jerseys, bib-knickers, long sleeved base layers, bib-tights, gilets, winter gloves, glove liners, jackets, under-helmet skullcaps and any other heat retaining cycle clothing we can think of. I know it doesn't matter or stop me being able to get out on my bike but it still makes me a little sad to be saying 'Bye bye' to the summer until next year. Phooey! Maybe I need to consider moving somewhere altogether warmer, although I'm sure hotter climates have associated problems I probably haven't considered.
This is more as a reminder to myself than anything; I forgot to start the timer/data recording on my GPS today after stopping for lunch. That's annoying, especially as some of it was up a wee climb I wanted to look at afterwards. Double phooey!
Despite all my grumbling, I had a lovely day out on my bike and hope to continue doing so through autumn and winter (which would make a change for me).
By the way, is it ironic that I missed the live coverage of the Vuelta because I was out cycling? Perhaps not as professional cycling and what I do have almost nothing in common .
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