today i enlisted a crack team of bikers to help convince jane that despite her not being able to run at the moment, a great deal of muddy, sweaty fun could be had.
simon-fixie speed demon and default ride leader
lucy-fearless and invincible, she needs her own theme tune
jumbly-jane's trusted running partner, who also needed to re-visit the route
red-monster mileage and hill repeats
me-crossing my fingers and hoping jane doesn't fall off
the only slight problem being jane has only really ridden at sherwood pines, which couldn't be more different from the testing rock strewn hills of the dark peak. oh, and she doesn't have a working bike so was riding mine-a rigid single speed.
the weather gods were also on our side and willing jane on. however, the god of rear mechs wasn't and soon lucy was also singlespeeding. the ride must go on. and on we rode/pushed/rode/pushed/dabbed/rode. (some of us also cartwheeled and squeaked)
a disparate group of folks who, without bikes wouldn't know one another, came together to ride and share the love of two wheels. jane's verdict on biking is still out but she really enjoyed the company. i think we might see her out again. and next time i promise not to bring lard cake.