Ouch!

What a total and utter balls up. Not only did I fall off my bike on the stickiest, mud (well it wasn't all mud if you get my meaning) but I actually did the wrong session today. I was supposed to be mountain biking and road riding tomorrow. What a numptie. So now I have a bloody leg (see below), stiff knees, a filthy bike and I have to go and pick up my mountain bike from Rob's so I can do the session tomorrow.

Such is life.

Gower weekend

This past weekend Rob and I went riding our road bikes round the Gower Peninsula. It was beautiful weather and despite a little bit too much traffic for our liking, we had a great time. A four hour ride on Saturday basically enabled us to 'bag' the Gower completely and we got to know our way around pretty well.

A few highlights:

Sheep on the road - it is Wales!Daft moment!

Totally in control...

One of the many stunning views.

Early morning rides

I have been training at the crack of dawn recently. Getting up in the dark and riding out just as the dawn breaks is totally magical. Then you creep home through the queues of traffic, refreshed and ready to grab the day with both hands.

I pity people who don't ride bikes.