I've actually caught it this year. No not swine flu, the start of the season. The thing that normally flies past me before I've even had a chance to chuck a few interval sprints into the riding mix. The great post Christmas intentions of races to do coming unstuck when it turns out half those events have already been and gone. Thanks to the frozen trails and a dog who demands an hour of singletrack every morning though, I'm all tuned up and ready to go before the first CRC marathon has sent it's eager hordes into the hills. Still with events like the Dyfi Enduro filling up in a couple of days you'll still need to get your skates on to make sure there's a place left in your chosen event. Which means we really ought to get that events calendar sorted shouldn't we. Well "shouldn't I" really, it's nobody elses fault but mine. That's what happens when you actually get ahead with your riding.
I'm sure there was going to be a load of stuff in this blog about charity rides, new kit, a full Welsh issue of MBUK magazine and the lambs in the local pub peeing on Jonty's Camelbak bite valve as well, but apparently these things only work if you stick to some sort of single point and have some sort of structure rather than writing from the hip. Well the events bit came out OK, I'll just have to work on the rest. Not before another smooth, dry snowdrop lined, springtime singletrack session though. With Tilly the Spaniel obviously!
Guy