For various reasons I only got out twice this week for a total of 86KM which is almost my lowest total since I started to keep any sort of record.
I had hoped to get a nice few KMs in in Clifden before we left on Monday but things didn't quite work out for me(more on that later).
We had a herd test this week which is time consuming and I was also trying to catch up on some work that I long fingered when we were going to Galway before the weather broke so the first real chance I had to get out on the bike was Friday evening, a nice spin to shake out the cobwebs.
Yesterday I was in the Aviva for the match with my brother, the ticket was a present for his 40th birthday, the thing he didn't know was that once we left his house was being transformed for a surprise party, let's just say that the party was more exciting than the match and a great night (and morning) was had by all.
I wasn't up too early this morning and volunteers to come with me for a spin were thin on the ground and with visitors coming my spin today was shorter than I had hoped but still a good workout given the previous night's goings on.
I hope to get a few decent spins in early this week then have a couple of rest days before the Naas Tour de Foothills next Sunday.
I did have a few firsts over the last few weeks though, I wore out the original rear tyre that came on the bike, I went out one morning and there was a s shaped bulge on it, when I stripped it down the fibers in the structure of the tyre were gone it was ready to burst, on closer inspection there was a nice flat section worn right around the circumference. I stripped both original tyres and fitted a pair of Continental Gatorskins.
I got my first puncture out on the road, my youngest brought her bike down to Connemara as well so I took her for a short spin down the lower Sky road on the Monday morning, we saw a local fella loading lobster pots from a pier so went in to have a look and a chat. The lane down to the pier wasn't great and on the way out to go home something caught my rear wheel and punctured it, no problem I thought I'll show the little one how Dad can be up and running again in a few minutes so I whipped out the tools, removed the wheel , took out the old tube and replaced it with a new one, refitted the tyre and started to pump like crazy with my little pump, just when I was thinking I had it hard enough to try on the bike BANG and down it went, so I had my first pinched tube on the road. By the time I had replaced that tube with my second spare and got home the troops were getting restless and it was too late to think of a spin on my own.