After a great ride the day before. 3 hours endurance in the trails is always a great ride I attempted to do the next best thing. I planned on riding a mix of rail trail, road, grass fields and some sort of trail. Why, to keep my minimal amount of Cylocross skills in check.
Well the best thought out plans can go south real quick when Mother nature is in a pissy mood. I don't know who mad her made this time but she has some cruel ideas.
I left the house and the weather looked questionable but hey it was the same yesterday. I think the worst thing I did was delay my start time. All morning the sun fought to come out.
Just ride I thought. After the quote from Andrew that riding the trainer in October was just wrong what could I do. Maybe listened to myself??? The first 45 minutes were great, running the bike path then cruising the shoreline of Georgian Bay. The cross bike does have it's perks.
Good things come to an end. In a matter of 30 seconds I went from being warm and dry to soaked and cold. The wind picked up and the rain came down so hard that I couldn't wear my glasses. Then came the hail. Ya. A Canadian drive-by with Mother Nature throwing up gangsta signs.
My endurance ride changed to survival mode. Head down and taking the quickest route back to the house. Hmmm that trainer looked really good at this point.
Part of this ride was to keep me ready for a possible attempt of the Barrie Cycling Club's cross this weekend. It's going to be a last minute decision.