After a high-volume week on the bike I started out with full intentions of behaving myself in the excellent Toks organised training group in an attempt to save my legs. It looked promising with about 10 riders saying they were up for it, but when we rolled out it seemed more like 25.
A look round the group revealed Dave Kennett, Steve Cave, Jim, Matt, Paul, Sylv, Kevin... Hmmm, its not usually possible for these boys to stay on the leash and sure enough Toks announced a 'fast' group breaking away over the three humps before Reigate. I still didn't want to play but when the group got within sight through the lights in town I decided to make the jump. That was my second mistake of the day.
My first was drinking an excellent cup of rocket-fuelled Cappucino in the cafe in Coulsdon South. Not normally a coffee drinker, the intense caffeine rush, so quickly following a high-speed warm up from Croydon in the air pocket behind a 466 bus, clearly influenced my mental stability. The result was a place in the hammerheads group for a high speed through and off to the Dual Carriageway.
It was very tidy, with everyone contributing in a very fast group. After Leigh the gravitational pull of the peleton was too great for a Skye Terrier on the side of the road who got so excited he joined us third wheel back. Much barking and shouting ensued and for a hundred yards or so the hound kept up and even managed to take a couple of turns on the front before his 4-inch legs capitulated to the relentless pace of messers Kennett and Cave.
The rest is a blur. All I could see in my head-down, hang-on riding stance was the three digits of my heart rate monitor, the last two of which were largely higher than any I've seen since last summer.
A few riders got shelled out before we'd even reached Newdigate and when the group took a right at Rusper for the extended Dual Carriageway I carried straight on to get the Hill before the regular dual carriageway in.
A massive turnout in the cafe was more reminiscent of the really hot days in mid-summer. The promised 'steady' ride back over Box Hill became another tear-up. This was my third mistake of the day as my legs fell off after an attack on the hill before crossing the A25.
Fortunately Paul and Robbie and Andrew H were around and we split the work back through Kingswood and Chipstead.
All told, with very positive reports coming from Toks's group, another excellent club-run day.