Sunday Lunch

When I woke this morning it was to the sound of the rain & hail pounding on the skylight. At 10 minutes to ‘leave the house’ time I woke again with a start. A brief inspection between the curtains revealed a wet and windy day. Now the dilemma. I had overslept and arranged with several friends to meet this morning for a training ride and now was not really inclined to get dressed to get wet and dirty and blown around on slippery wet roads. Less than a minute later the phone rang and one of them declared it too windy in the valley to ride, a minute later a text message from another to say it was really grim at the west end of the rock and he too was inclined not to ride. Quickly tapping away a text i cancelled on two others. Back to bed for an hour or two.

Sunday lunch has been arranged with some non-cycling friends. In my mind I have done nothing to deserve it. Yesterdays ride (70km) meant I deserved the piece of cake with a cup of tea yesterday afternoon. Today however my bikes haven’t moved. Big Maggys’ cafe will be serving the Magnus Maximus Coffee and a range of Swedish cakes for those of you have done the work to justify the cake on six days per week.  On the seventh, we,  like god, need a day of rest….. but wait, wasn’t his on the eighth day and when did he eat cake?

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• November 8, 2009
• BY Ian Williams
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