I did a local sportive on Sunday with my Dad that I thoroughly enjoyed. We decided to do the middle distance of 45 miles and set off early with those doing the 100. It meant having whisper quiet roads with almost no cars but a very early wake up call for me. 5:00am is too early for a Sunday. Still, it’s always nice to jump in the car and get out of London.
I was expecting the route to be really hilly and my Dad thought it was but I flew up any of the little inclines without too much drama. I am putting in down to riding the fixie around town and learning to grind up any inclines. It felt great to start to feel comfortable on these long slow inclines that last year would have me in a fluster.