After a very wet start to the day, The Fit One, and Bigman, set off for a windswept tour through Kingseat, Keltie and back up to Knockhill junction then down to Saline before heading across to Carnock to meet with The Ironman.
From there, we climbed the Col du Carnock in reverse direction and down to Caineyhill. It was a feisty wind out of teh west all the way out to Clackmannan where teh wind became our friend. Such adjective could not be used to describe the service we received from a corffe shop whose name shall not be published here. Sunday paers are really interesting however best read when you are not at work with customers waiting be served.
The Ironman was feeling good having fitted his tri-bars enabling him to slice through the head on wind. At times Bigman tried to draft behind him, however, it was hopeless. He was so thin, cutting through the air, it was as if he was not here. Perhaps he should be called Marty after the ghost like character from the 70's detective series Randall and Hopkirk.
From there it was a breeze to the metropolis of Saline and back over to Gowkhall. At teh final climb of teh day, The Fit One lay down a challenge for teh final sprint of the day. Biigman pushed hard however it was to no avail. The Fit One maintained his pace and victory was his. Just for today.
After Bigman returned home he raced to teh scales to check for a new record. And there it was. The numbers creamed with delight. 13st 6lbs. a new world personal best!
Sunday, 16 August 2009
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