Some win with a touch of lose

As ever, I meant to get up early at the weekend and get plenty done. As ever, I slept in on Saturday, making up hours of sleep that I lose during the week. So I didn’t leave the house on my bike until midday. It took me the usual hour to reach the lunch point at Alloa and I pulled out the maintenance kit to try and get my gears in order.

Turns out I couldn’t for the life of my remember how to reset the rear derailleur so a call to Pyro was in order to clear up my foggy memory. We chatted for a while before I decided I was geting a bit cold and needed to move before the encroaching clouds were overheard. So, I packed up, jumped on and within fifteen seconds realised I had a flat. At the exact moment that it started raining. Joy.

First puncture I’ve had on that bike in 18 months of ownership and it took me far too long to wrestle the tire off the wheel. Luckily, I was carrying a spare tube and so didn’t bother wasting time attempting to patch it. New tube in, pump, go. I took the scenic route home through Devilla Forest, past Longannet and Culross. Total trip was 55km which wasn’t as much as I’d hoped but a decent figure anyway.

Today was garden day and when I forget; Charlotte (second early, salad/boil roast) are in the barrel, intn’l kidney (maincrop, salad/boil) are in the south bag and belle de fontenay (main crop, salad) are in the north bag. From south the bed contains four rows of peas and then several rows of onions. I’ve still got two tattie bags sitting empty so I’m probably going to put some crops in them. Also, four types of chilli to plant indoors.

Rounded off the afternoon with 11km of running so between that, yesterday’s biking and a few hours of digging the garden I’m think I’m justified in spending the evening with Terminator – The Sarah Connor Chronicles.