haven't been on for a bit, as i've been out and about on that bike thingy. Had to pop on to blow my trumpet about my first (metric) century
did a great wee tour last week - 4 countries in 4 days. Started off in Schaffhausen in Switzerland, round the German side of Lake Constance, strayed over the border into Austria, then down through Liechtenstein back into Switzerland. Day 5 opened up the opportunity to go for my first ever century, back home to Zurich from Bad Ragaz
great run, country roads, some cool descents, some less than cool climbs, 20km alongside a gorgeous lake, through a couple of massive tunnels (easier than going over the mountains), and the only time I had to get off was to walk DOWN a 25% incline.
Disaster struck on 80km - caught the horns in a bush at the side of the road, handlebars whipped from under me - helloooooooo tarmac. hurt like hell, but not as much as if that truck hadn't braked.
Back on, revived by the medicinal properties of a chocolate croissant. At 90km, the clouds opened, torrential downpour and driving headwinds. Ever get the feeling the gods are against you? Still, the last 20km were part of my usual training run along Lake Zurich, so I can do them on autopilot. Which I did. 113km. Come hell AND high water.
Woke up yesterday to the expected litany of pain - you don't drop 400lb onto tarmac at 25km/h without some damage. Thought I'd got away with just a bit of road rash and some sprains. The Doc reckons different - says my shoulder is more of a concern than the groin injury. Easy for him to say. No stress on the shoulder for at least 2 weeks, so I'm grounded at the moment. Don't worry though - the bike is fine, just a few wee scratches that add that 'lived-in' character.
brute force and ignorance triumph once again!