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Spotted a multitude of things:
A zebra

Then me not looking and pulling from the street into the cycle lane here, getting (rightfully so) knocked over by a guy coming down the cycle lane. Sorry man, totally my fault.
Finally Damo groping my arse on new cavendish street.
What a morning!
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My girlfriend already, in a pre-emptive panik attack, has banned me from shaving my legs, EVER!
Not that I want to, but she thinks I am edging towards being a cycling nerd now, therefore it'll come.The problem I have with shaving any part of my body is about the rest of it. If I shaved the downstairs department, I'd have to shave my belly and all that ... Just can't be arsed. Occasional trim of the private regions it is, and I lave the legs alone.
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fuck, that's a bad story.
No sympathy for the act of thievery, but surely this is a good reminder that when you have wish harm to people light heartedly and it happens, it's not as good as you've imagined it to be, but sad instead.Anyway, if you'd report it, could they give you shit for not running brakes?
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SSTC "The Circuit"
Saturday 29th May
Meet at Waterloo 13.30 for the 14.03
**Groupsaves for the win, last chance to buy one is probably 13.45 with all the fucking around and queueing then getting on and off the platform. so. yes. 13.45 if you're training it. if you want to ride it, be at Effingham for 14.45. **
"The Curcuit". 47 miler. hoping for about 3 and a bit hours. but more likely closer to 4.this is perfect for those wanting to attempt swaintoux, dunwich, or those who after the ride to southend thought "i want more miles".
our usual thing, up a hill, down a hill, rolling, countryside, decent paced, more about getting out and about, not stopping for a fag at the top of every hill. courier bags optional.
push yourself around, count the pedalstrokes, think you've fucked it up, get to the top, breathe out, don't stop pedaling, look around, realize that you're alive and the world is wonderful, look up the road and see more of the hill.it's a bit "lumpy" but as anyone who's done these on a sunday will tell you, we wait for everyone at the top. we don't shoot off and leave you behind.
those with gears overtake everyone on fixed on the way down. those on fixed grind up the hills, usually, in front of the gearies. though that isn't a guarantee or a statement of intent.slight change this time as we've had to go with saturday for two reasons:
1) it's track day on sunday
2) there are no trains on sundayas it's a bit longer and a later start, but on a bank holiday weekend, we're stopping at peaslake for a little bit about halfway. tea and flapjack vibes.
so to keep things organized, two lists, one for riding out, one for the train.
if you think, "ooh i'd like to do this, but not today", start another thread up, please don't clutter the list up.alright then. pub at the end for those that want a beer or a coffee. or even a monster feed.
who's in?List 1: Riding out/meeting at Train station
1)List 2:Train
1) damo
2) marcom
3) jaygee
4) pascaloSure I'm gonna regret this, but I do need to have a look at the roberts :p
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Went over waterloo bridge towards north this morning, approx 9am.
Just after the bridge, before the bus stop, there was a small ambulance convertible and a guy lying on the sidewalk being taken care of by two paramedics. Blue-ish Trek leaned against the wall next to them.I think a proper ambulance was on it's way from south side, but couldn't get through the building works west of the IMAX.
I didn't stop to find out more, but heal up quickly, unknown rider.
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Spotted, this morning, a guy that looked seriously incompetent on his red beater, which emitted noises every revolution that made my heart bleed for it indicated an ill maintained bike. The chain was slack, there was no back brake and the feet weren't secured to the pedals in any way, instead he was wearing flip flops and there was only half a toeclip on the left.
He then tried to stop in order to turn right, but it did take him like 20 meters before he had slowed the bike down with his legs, and it was clear he didn't have the technique nor the power for skid stop.
I kindly pointed out that he should "at least fit a back brake".This prompted a bewildered look and the great line "You don't understand, this is fixed!" completely ignoring my (albeit camouflaged) choice of drivetrain.
When I said "I know, but you're feet aren't fixed to the pedals!" he sneered and then rode off wonky like a drunk.WTF?

ouch!!! get better soon.