Once out and turning the legs over, despite it still being cold, we were having a great afternoon. Josh has been suffering from a pretty bad cough for the past couple of weeks, but is still eager to get out on the Red Shield Ride with me for the first time. He's got some pretty ambitious goals; completing the first day's ride; The Hobart Gran Fondo. This would be his first 100km ride. He's also looking to ride the final day too; 80km from Hounville to Hobart, not as far, but still a fair effort with a short turn around from the 100km.
Ability wise, he's got it, I'm sure of that. The unknown factor is how this recent sickness is going to affect him?
Today, he was handling things pretty well. We 're ever trying to set any PB's this afternoon; it was more about turning the legs over and enjoying the ride, the sun and each other's company. It was going great until....
...first ever broken spoke!
I've never had one before. But as soon as I heard it go, I was sure what had happened. I am pretty sure I could feel the difference in the wheel too. It's funny though how you can stare at your wheel for what seems like far to long before being able to spot the break.
Now I've seen my mate Phill ride both his mountain and road bikes after breaking spokes and so that was my immediate thought. But after maybe only a hundred metres or so, I was certain that I didn't want to risk damaging my wheel less than a week before starting the Red Shield Ride. So now I'll add getting my wheel fixed up to the list of things to do before next Saturday.
It's going to be a full and hopefully fun week!
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