Watching the 75 novice triathletes brave the mud and puddles reminded me that I’d started my original walk to run programme in the hope that I could learn to like running enough to try another triathlon.
So when I got an email from the Windmilers saying that the first summer cycling session was today, I thought I’d give it a whirl. I was pleasantly surprised. Sure, there were scary fast people there on rather lovely looking road bikes with tyres so thin it’s a miracle they don’t carve their way into the tarmac. But there were also plenty of ordinary bods on ordinary bikes and even a couple of marshals I’d met on Sunday.
My Brompton and I will definitely be going back for another session.
*Jogged on the spot, did star jumps and generally made a laughing stock of myself in a vain attempt to keep warm.