This morning’s cycle commute was a case in point, I couldn’t get my brain into gear at all.
The moment I left the house and pushed myself down the col de Norbury, pedalling head first into the icy winds, I released I’d forgotten the windproof jacket. A few more miles of bobbing up and down on the Brooks machine of torture (aka saddle) prompted me to discover missing item number 2, the hoo haa ride and glide.
By the time I’d cycled for an hour this morning, certain essential protuberances had turned to cubes of ice and my hoo haa was non too happy.
I’ve ticked off 17.5km for the Janathon gods, hopefully I’ll be back later today with a running related offering.