Bigmans Baking Blowout

This has been the toughest week so far for the Bigman............. and for all the wrong reasons!

Mrs Bigman decided to do some home baking at the weekend. Monster fruit scones, with three eggs in the mix, and a 'wheel' of millionaire shortcake that was so big The Fit One could use it as a tubeless tyre. well he might have been able to do so on Sunday, but now it would feel like pedalling squares as it has got a serious dent in the circumference! Net result, the Bigman has put on 4 lbs and now literally bouncing over 14 stone. This is not good.

With the late nights caused by the need to work, a change of approach was required. Despite not getting back from the wild west ( Glasgow) until almost 20:00, he did a quick change of suit in a wonder woman sort of way and headed out to do the Fife Alps.

Out through Crossgates, up to the Kirkaldy roundabout and climb over Col du Burntisland without noticing he was still in the big cog. No pain. What hill, he declared to himself. By this time the endorphines were kicking in having spent so much time this week pushing a mouse around a mat! As he shot through the 30mph signs, the camera flashed 39mpm SLOW DOWN. The next climb was along the coastal road to Aberdour. The sun was going down however remained high enough to paint a phenominal backdrop over the firth of Forth onto Edinburgh Castle. You could almost hear the bagpipes playing on the castle esplanade at the edinburgh Military Tattoo.

A couple of fellow cyclists nodded as they flew in the opposite direction. Once in Aberdour, he headed for the Aberdour Ascent. This was to be no time trial. After all, his domestique was not with him to spectate!

Having not been on teh bike for three days, it was surprising the ease with which the pedals turned and teh climb was claimed. Turning left at the Col and the road meanders back down to the main road to the Forth Road Bridge. A burst of speed into a reasonable wind upped the heart rate and wound in Inverkeithing in no time. The next climb was over Col du Masterton past Maison du Fit One and finally over the Mount Garvock to Chez Bigman.

A nice 28 miles in teh bag in a pleasing time. The official time cannot be disclosed with the International Col du Carnock meet just around the corner. However for the Hercule Poirot amongst the 404 blog visitors, the sun had not yet gone down when I returned home.

Apparently a guest appearance at the Col du Carnock is being promised by Junior. Junior is the lesser spotted cyclist from Aberdeenshire. This species hiberbnates between the months of October and May as a consequence of the Cock Bridge to Tomintoul Road being closed due to snow. This road is the main hub in the North East of Scotland. His attendance will, of course, be subject to the Cock Bridge Road being open. :-)