The first bike ride of the new year was meant to be about following the group for as long as possible, then settling into a nice steady pace if, or when, I got dropped.
Steady. Sensible. And a bit of gas in there. A gentle reintroduction to rhythm and routine.
Instead, after some gearing issues and a quick trip to the mechanic, plan B was initiated, from which I found myself sitting on Slayde’s wheel (one of my closest friends), thinking, this will make the ride home eas