Then the wheels came off...

Out for a solo spin on Sunday, here's a conversation I had with myself closing the door of my house:

"I've forgotten my Allen keys, bedad!"

"Arra, never mind them Allen keys; sure you never need the blasted things anyway."

Having cycled over the Mawmaw (spelling!?!) and feeling quite pleased with myself, I was just coming on to the Dungarvan / Ballymacarbry Rd. when....

me feicin' crank fell off!!

I've had cases where the wheels came off, but this is a first on me of the pedal coming off.

Had to ring the wife to pick me up in Dungarvan, as I HAD NO FEICIN' ALLEN KEYS, while I cycled the 6 miles down on one pedal!!

There's a moral here somewhere.

On the upside, having hopped into Waterford and back when I got home, I feel my preparation for the one-legged Ironman is way ahead of schedule!!

Long hilly solo rides already......swot!

Bit of tough love was required here. Roisin should have drove no further than Kilmac. One footed cycling is an integral part of ironman cycle training after all. Marco needs to HTFU

One legged cycling is the way to go, really build up strength in that one leg. We should all take off one pedal and cycle out to Dungarvan some morning and then take off the other pedal and cycle back. Good training. We should do it this weekend :-)