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October 03, 2006
Cold
On Monday morning I was congratulating myself as being the hardest man in Ascot. Not a difficult task you might think, but what was my criteria? Well, I was the only one waiting on the platform who hadn't decided to wear a coat.
I've been cycling to work for many months now, and have managed with just a shirt (and a foldup fluorescent raincoat in my bag for the inevitable downpours). I hoped this week would be as good as previous ones. We have passed the time of instant perspiration after pedalling just a few yards, and reached a very equitable state where I can cycle my hardest for 10 minutes and it's just temperate enough to keep me sweat free.
But this morning, as I stepped out of my door, I realised that those balmy Indian Summer days were over. I put my jacket on at 6:40am and braved the new chilly morning. My hands were even quite cold, and I had a mental picture of doing this in complete darkness, in the rain. I thought that maybe getting a second car on the road might not be a bad idea.
I'm not the hardest man in Ascot anymore, well, I am of course, but it's a bit more difficult to prove it. That'll have to wait till I'm the first to put my jacket back in the wardrobe next spring.
Posted by se71 at October 3, 2006 02:25 PM
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