19/12/14 Running out of year!

Just in from a nice wee 21.5 mile loop.

The plan was to meet Hubster from Dialysis today and to go the pretty route. I was late out of the door as our little JRT decided to go squirrelling in the woods and danced about out of arms reach when it was time to go home.
When home again I managed to get my right thermal sock back off the puppy only to then have to chase him around the living room as he’d nicked my buff. Finally I had cycling longs on, thermal socks on, a fleece jumper, light gloves and mitts in had. Helmet, aftershokz, phone, gps etc. In reality, most of my stuff lives in my helmet on the bookshelf so I don’t have to scrap about for it. Ready to go and heading for the door. Then I went back to the front bedroom and got my bike:banghead:

Onwards, up our road and heading for Bowthorpe and not feeling the love. From Bowthorpe I headed for Bawburgh and turned right at the bottom of the hill and slogged up the other side and headed off to Marlingford. That Marlingford to Barford to Barnham Broome road is a funny road as it was built by Escher. It doesn’t matter what way you ride along it, it always feels up hill. Going into the wind didn’t help. It’s a road that I know well as I used to live in Barford and rode along it often. It was nice to see the sheep in the fields, and the rabbits too. Nearly got totalled by some old fart towing a grockle box just 25 yards from the turning to the Caravan Club Certified Site. He swore at me. Not quite as much as I swore at him though. He tried overtake, then backed off and then had another go. There was not enough room to overtake but he was desperate to beat me to the turning. I must have ruined his Christmas break by holding him up for 20 seconds or so. Dozy old get.

Anyway, onwards up the never ending upwards slope to Barnham Broome then I turned left up Spar Road rather than ride to the Bell and turn there as I didn’t fancy the lovely downhill followed by the horrible uphill again. I crossed the main Watton Road eventually and rode off down to Carleton Forehoe on that nice bit of road, which is a bit muddy but a gentle downhill. I turned left on the Barnham Broome Road and headed to Wymondham. It’s the same road that I would have been on had I gone the other route but without slogging uphill again. I was getting fed up with going uphill by now.

At the top (and I mean at the top – another bloody hill) of BB Road, I reached Tuttles Lane, Wymondham and had a lovely and much faster spin along there to the Norwich Road roundabout and then followed it to Hethersett then to the A11 roundabouts where I go under the A47, along to Eaton. All of this is a very gentle downhill. I lose about 90 feet along that nice 6 mile bit. From there I rode along Bluebell Road (more uphill) and then home, after a quick tour of our estate to make up the extra mile. I overcooked it by 800 yards but that was OK.

21.51 miles in 1:45:04 and climbed 424 feet although it felt like more (Don’t laugh all of you who live in hilly areas and climb that getting the papers on a Sunday). I averaged 12.3mph and had a good time. I was a bit tired when I got in. Now on 2nd cup of tea. 61.35 miles to goal and nearly 2 weeks to do it in. Lets hope for some cycling weather – vaguely dry will do for me.


So far this year: 1438.65 mi at 13.28 mi/h


About RosieRosie

RosieRosie is a woman of a 'certain age' - whatever the hell that is supposed to mean, known. I feel about 26. I have no idea what I look like as some older woman keeps getting in the way when I look in the mirror. Married, to someone who is a bit indifferent towards me. I have a proper wanderlust and have finally moved - using the housing exchange system from - where I started in Inverness, down to Cornwall. It's taken since September 2011, when I left Inverness until March 2016 to get to Cornwall. That's not too shoddy with a swap here and a swap there, saving up again for each move. I am going to move again though. I can't handle the hills. My knees are 10 years too old for around here. Not ruling out Cornwall in the future but, for now, my riding is suffering. I love my bikes, I love my dogs and I love guitars. They all keep my busy.
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