Im just back from a cycle in my local area, on the road, around 10miles or so, nothing too long, just to break me in.
Well i cycled all the way up to the top of my road (all uphill except for a few small drops), i drank a bit at the top, but could'nt wait for the return trip, an all downhill ride, on a heavy bike, with a ****** cyclist (me).
It started with a few small declines, which i pretty much bombed down, but up came what all the pain was for, a HUGE downhill section, smooth tarmac, i had my tyres nice and hard, and had adjusted my rear shock to be nice and stiff. Down i went, pedaling like a madman, legs pumping like pistons, hardest gear and i was still spinning like i was in first, putting all my weight down low, keeping a nice low aero profile.
The wind battering in my face (along with the damn flies), and the sound of the fat treaded tyres ripping along the tarmac. I must have been hitting around 35-40 , maybe more, sure felt like it, corners approached, but i held off the brakes, leaned far, and took a good wide angle, making mince meat of each corner. Felt AMAZING, it was soon over, but not for long, a few uphill climbs brought another set of long, downhill straights, head down, ass back, i was flying. Maybe such a heavy bike isnt that bad
I was soon home, in a fifth of the time it took to get to the top, i spent the next five minutes, picking the splattered flies off my face, and getting my breath.
Sorry to bore you all, just thought i would share this. Its great to have such a nice quiet stretch of road at my doorstep.
Hopefully this will condition my legs a bit for when i get my new ride.
Well i shall see you all later, after another go tomorrow!