Week 11 was a week where I didn’t record a damn thing. Not a bean. Nowt. What I do know is that I was going to race at Althorp, Northamptonshire, in the standard distance duathlon. But it was cancelled.
Still, as luck would have it the boys were up for an early Sunday bike instead and what a fabulous morning it was too. They boys managed around 58 miles or so while I had to limp out after a couple of hours due to a puncture in my rear tubular and I had no spare! The good lady wife had to pick me up. Time for me to learn how to change a tubular tyre… had to come some time.
So there we go. Week 11. Nuff said.