The 6.7-mile Velodrome
I've recently switched to doing all of my training first thing in the morning (unless I'm travelling, in which case it gets squished in where/whenever I can) as it's a) a great way to start the day, b) a huge incentive to get to bed before midnight and c) most of Richmond Park is closed to car traffic until 7:30 am. I went out for a blast on my road bike first thing this morning (see crummy cameraphone shot) and it was glorious. The deer, a few other cyclists (each one flashing me a knowing grin, or shouting a polite 'morning!') and I had the place to ourselves.
Today's speak-athon actually went rather well, and although I'm pretty frazzled now, it was a great opportunity to tweak bits of my presentation, and to play with a few new ideas. The afternoon flew by and the audiences I spoke to (mostly PC World employees) were fantastic, with many of them queuing up to shake my hand afterwards.
Anyway, I'm off to pump up my tyres for a few laps of the park tomorrow morning, before a train ride to the Lake District for another talk tomorrow night.
"When the spirits are low, when the day appears dark, when work becomes monotonous, when hope hardly seems worth having, just mount a bicycle and go out for a spin down the road, without thought on anything but the ride you are taking."
—Arthur Conan Doyle
— Filed under Cycling