It’s been nearly 3 months since I rode my bike outside.
The last ride I did was up to our hotel in Cerbere after crossing the Pyrenees in 99 hours and since then life has been about other things. Spending weekends with the family, doing some running (and injuring myself in the process), cheering on my eldest in her monthly cross-country endeavours, drinking too much and eating badly. The inner confidence I gained from the RAID has all gone and the sentiment of “There’s nothing I can’t do now” has somewhat dissipated and been replaced with “I’m doing nothing now”.
So after 3 short turbo sessions the prospect of doing the Evans Ride It! sportive from Mallory Park on Sunday felt rather daunting. Dragging myself out of bed before the crack of dawn was painful. Finding all my autumn/winter cycling kit had been a challenge and squeezing in to the Lycra again was slightly disconcerting. But it all started to come back to me when I left the house at 7:20 with my lights on to roll through the village to meet my mate Dave.
Ok it was colder and foggier than when I last rode my bike. I’m a fair few pounds heavier and sporting a winter beard but you can’t replace the feeling of rolling on a bike, flicking through the gears and feeling the rush of the breeze over your face as you pick up speed.
The event itself was well managed. We arrived early, signed in first and set off in the first group. By the time we started there was a long old queue for registration but that looked like the only hiccup of the whole event. And you can’t complain too much about that because we all got a free Hi-5 race pack for signing in.
We started off with a lap of the familiar Mallory Park race circuit before heading out to the equally familiar Leicestershire countryside. The weather had been kind to us and the fog lifted early to reveal clear blue skies. Pretty soon we were following the well signed route and warming up nicely.
Dave and I lost our mate Terry after about 20k. He’s done a lot more cycling since the Pyrenees trip and had good legs. I’d already opted to play it safe and cycle with 68 year old Dave so we were pootling along at a steady 14-15 mph when we passed the split for the short route.
With route options of Fun/30/50/70 miles there was plenty for people of all abilities and whilst the roads offered a few leg warming lumps, there was nothing too hard until we reached the short and steep rise of Orton-on-the-Hill. Even that nasty little kicker was done pretty quickly.
As you’d expect from Evans, there was a well equipped little feed stop after about 30 miles where the cake was moist and the water was chilled.
The 50 mile route we selected took in some of the classic Leicestershire sights on quiet country lanes which proved a perfect reintroduction to the bike for me. Soon after we passed Market Bosworth we were joined by one of Daves old cycling buddies so, as they caught up on old times, I decided to clear out the pipes and give it a good blast for the last 6-7 miles.
It was invigorating to know that the ride was nearly over and that I still had some fuel in the tank and I had a good push around the finishing circuit back at Mallory Park. In fact I snuck through the gates and did a second finishing circuit because I saw Dave coming on to the raceway as I neared the end. The track might look flat but there is a testing hill on the approach to the hairpin turn and you know that, at some point on the lap, you’re going to get a headwind too; so it’s never easy around there.
Anyway, with a final roll around the car park to bump the Garmin up to 50 miles it was with great satisfaction that I got off the bike and restarted my love affair with everything cycling related!.
If you’re interested, here is my Strava file of the day.
I’ll be back for the long route next year or maybe sooner if the newly formed venture of Cycling Mallory has anything else up its sleeve for us!