Yesterday’s morning’s cold conditions meant there were very few cyclists or walkers out on the trails. I rode to work at a steady pace feeling rested after the weekend, which was just as well, since I was intending to ride home after my (semi) regular after work group workout session. After work I fronted up to the park were my work colleagues are tortured by a personal trainer only to find that just two of us were brave enough to face the chilly evening air. We did boxing training for an hour which, although exhausting, left my legs feeling OK for the ride home.
The ride home turned out to be one of my faster rides! At about the 12Km mark someone sat on my back wheel. I didn’t mind because he had a good light and it helped with my visibility on the trails. I pushed myself to go a little quicker than usual and he stuck on my tail. After about 7 km he pulled up along side asked how far I was going and offered to give me a tow!. (refer to previous post on Wheelsucker etiquette) to my surprise he was on a full suspension mountain bike with slick tyres. I was going flat out to keep up with him and managed to hang on for another 3kms until we reached a long hill, he then waved and took off disappearing into the night. I continued to go as hard as I could until just before the end of my ride disaster struck, I dropped the chain on a steep incline and my gears jammed. After fumbling around for a while I found that I had broken the front derailleur!
Despite breaking my bike, I felt very pleased with myself having bettered my homeward commute by about 5 mins!
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