Its been a mixed week. I come off my bike - again! This time its trying to negotiate a tram track in the rain and failing miserably. Worryingly it was also the new bike. Carbon Fibre is great at many things, but being bounced off a combination of kerb, metal track, and tarmac isn't one of them. Luckily everything on the bike that was gouged was metal: pedals, quick release levers etc. The rest was me, and despite the general feeling at the moment, I guess it will all self repair.
I'm really beginning to feel I should take up track cycling, as I'm now beginning to look like one. The fresh scars are doubly annoying in that its another area to be extra generous with the sunscreen.
On the plus side we went to Portsea again this weekend. This time armed with a beach brolly. The surf was still great, but not as monstrous as last weekend, and at 33 degrees was just a little pleasanter than last weeks 37. In an attempt though to balance out the cyclists tan lines I've got a little burnt, so clearly not as generous with the sunscreen as I thought.
As a final note the beach brolly is the last in a long line of essentials that will have absolutely no use when we return to the UK: BBQ, Beach brolly, Thongs, Esky's, beach tennis, footy ball's, and an annual subscription to sunscreen bulk sales.
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