Dogsauce
I’ve got Skol but I’m not a Scholar
Got off my sickbed last night for a short 2.5 mile roll down to the station, wind was listed on the forecast as something like 26mph in Leeds, but quite gusty so probably faster blasts here and there. Fortunately it was more or less going the exact direction I was, so I just had to operate the brakes for most of the way. Took the Pashley as I think I needed a low centre of gravity, not feeling too sharp mentally. Only time the wind nearly threw me over was waiting at a crossing by the bridge under the ring road, which must have been funnelling the wind. One thing I noticed that helped was to observe where the leaves were blowing about in the road, sometimes they'd forewarn you of a sideways blast between buildings so you could position yourself appropriately or lean into it when required. Made it in one piece, and also fine for the trip at the other end from Kings Cross to the girlfriend's place (fortunately with the wind behind me again). Surprised at how many other cyclists I saw in Leeds, mainly going against the wind.
It also turns out that my winter dysentery has seen my weight drop from 73kg to 67kg in five days. Once I'm no longer feeling fucked I might try and turn that to my advantage on some of the commute climbs. I don't recommend it as a weight-loss method, it's fucking horrible.
It also turns out that my winter dysentery has seen my weight drop from 73kg to 67kg in five days. Once I'm no longer feeling fucked I might try and turn that to my advantage on some of the commute climbs. I don't recommend it as a weight-loss method, it's fucking horrible.
). Can someone confirm my LeMond based assumption that I'll get quicker and, indeed, cycling is just an exercise in throwing time at it? I.e. it's hard not to improve if you do (long) rides with some consistent frequency? 
