… about on the Coast. Actually on the Victoria cycle paths. Easy-peasy when you have no luggage on the bike. And what fine views, except for those snow-capped mountains over there in Washington. Eek!

…. 117 kilometres (that’s 72 miles) that moi et Frauleine Direktor did on Sunday. Not bad! And we are so super powerful from our spin classes. The heart rate monitor said we had burned 23,732 calories each so to refuel we ate:

• 5 gingerbreads
• a small pony
• 2 fruit cakes
• 18 plates of kedgeree
• 1 apple
• 8 glasses of ginger beer
• 3.5 scabby heided polismen

Oh you wanted to know about the training … we cycled around the Firth of Forth on a very sunny day (that’s us had our summer then). However, there were moments of non-cycle related whimpering from some parties in the peloton:

Look Frauleine it’s about 50 metres down to the water. Look! Look! Look at the boats! Alarmed look on Frauleine’s face as she set off at great speed over the remainder of the Forth Road Bridge.

Then there was the moment that I zoomed down the big, very steep hill and missed the turn off coz I was too busy whooping with glee. We had to cycle back up said big, very steep hill.  Fortunately I have very low gears. Unfortunately Ms Direktor was on her very highly geared racing bike. I think I was lucky to come away with just a dirt look. Note to self: invest in a pair of specs!

More training planned for this forthcoming weekend …