Tuesday 7 February 2012

Long and Hard.

Tonight I was beaten, I was beaten by the cold, I was beaten by the snow, I was beaten by Mother Nature And most annoyingly of all I was beaten by the hills. Tonight I got pumelled  into early submission.  Heading out from work excitement and enthusiasm were high, the thought of rolling countryside covered in a blanket of lush white snow had been in my head since Sunday. As I headed further afield it became apparent that I had underestimated the thickness of the snow and the bitterness of the cold, what had started out as a fast paced spin quickly fizzled out into a slow slug fest and then in all my wisdom I decided to take the hilly route home. Of the three main hills I cleared none of them, I was beaten and frustrated as I ground to a halt again and again, dejected and disappointed I dragged my feet to the top before riding on. By this point it was -5, all my layers had given up keeping me warm and I had bad vibes slowly creeping through my bones, it was time to trudge home before things turned really nasty. Under my breath I cursed Mother Nature briefly and then realised I'd missed the point of what I went out for in the first place, the stunning views of the snow covered countryside, the sound of the crisp white snow under my tyres, and the excitement of trying to stay loose whilst barreling down a hill with all your instincts telling you to take control. Yes Mother Nature can be a cruel mistress, but for all her sins when she makes everything this wonderful who cares.

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