Ouch!

Another 200 miles clocked up this week, through varying degrees of chill, cold, ice and snow remnants.

To top the week, or maybe that ought to be bottom (or that region anyway) i went for an early Sunday am ride with Simon. Air was fresh, roads were damp, but ok, then just prior to mile 23 we turned into a lesser used road - white stuff right across other than tyre tracks - continue or not was the question - after a minute of deliberation we decided to continue - bad mistake!

Bang on mile 23, i went left, and the bike went right - resulting in me hitting the ground and sliding for a bit - Ouch! The result a snagged top, damaged gloves and ripped bib tights, 1 x cut elbow and a nice haematoma on the hip, oh and the bruised pride of course!

How do i know it was mile 23 - well this was the point my Garmin decided to enter a world of its own - remembering the overall mileage and time, but not recording the map or time for it specifically before the 23 mile point.

On the upside i am now in the market for some new winter gear!

Onwards to 9000...