The Fit One sinks a square sausage

Today, the Saturday training run had its own peleton including an international field. The Ironman, The Fit One, Bigman, The Duracell, and The Wee Yin (formerly known as Mrs Bigman, and a guest appearnace from overseas by The Gasman.

As the peleton headed out to climb Mont VeKnockhill there was a lot of smur around, and it was pretty dreich. The weather may have been damp however the spirits were not dampened with lots of chat amongst the group as they interchanged cycling partners. Even the passing motorists were plaeased to see a bunch of cyclists out riding with one going so far to give an elongagted blast of his horn with digit dexterity a feature of his celebratory waving. No idea who he was, nor the reason for his excitement however it is good to see so many happy people on the road!

A strong westerly blasted the peleton along to Loch Leven's Larder where The Fit One devoured a roll masking a square sausage, to build carbs for the tough cycle back over the North Face of Col du Cleish.( This was supported by a Scotch Pie at half time at the Scotland game in the afternoon)

The Gasman, The Fit One and The Ironman were all a bit adventurous sporting summer shorts for such a foul day. Having ascended the North Face of Col du Cleish, the peleton took up their positions for the race section back to Dunfermline. The Fit One found himself at the front, known as a strategic gaffe so early in the race. The pace was pedestrian when the Duracell broke for the front on the Dawes creating a wind vacuum in his wake.The Ironman was next to take the lead ramping up the pace. The Fit One found himself boxed in as the finishing line moved into view.

The Ironman engineroom called for more steam however it was not to be today and the sprint snuffed out. Bigman cranked up the pace and from a boxed in postion it was always going to be difficult for The Fit One to build the pace to chase down Bigman. The Gasman and The Wee Yin looked on with amusement at the antics of the aged!

Despite the early damp weather, the banter was great as everyone looked forward to vitory this afternoon. A great day out.

PS George Burley did not phone the Duracell