Go for a 60km ride. Yup, because that makes so much sense.
It’s official, I’m addicted to bike riding. It’s the only reason I can come up with for going out today when I knew it was going to rain. I swear to god every time I sat back down on my seat, my knicks made a squelching sound. Most of the time I don’t mind riding in the rain but it simply wouldn’t stop raining while we were on Beach Road and about 3/4 of the way home I was seriously asking myself what I was doing. For the first time ever, it stopped being quite so much fun and started to be hard work.
The most unpleasant thing about riding in the rain is the wet feet. Lyra has the advantage of drying relatively quickly once it stops raining but the shoes and socks stay wet. It’s decidedly unpleasant and I’m sure if I’d taken my socks off, I could’ve wrung quite a lot of water out of them. I think one of my cycling-related purchases will be some waterproof overshoes.
Go team me for doing 60kms though.
I’m still deciding what I think of the new tyres. They do really well in the wet, they’re very grippy but they feel sluggish on a dry road. The ride also feels harsher then the old ones but I’m not experienced enough to really know for sure. Still, it hasn’t been the best conditions for testing them out and I’m not going to dismiss them out of hand after so short a distance. Plus, I can’t really afford another set of tyres for a little while. Need a new laptop battery first.