I haven't been on a bike for just over a month and even then it was just commuting. The last time I have done a proper session was at Silverman. A loooong time ago. And I really wanted to get back on that bike, if for nothing else then commuting since the coach said that the bike will not take priority in my training right now. I had good intentions last week but it was so cold here in London that there was no way I was going to do it.
So I decided, today was the day. Got up, put zillion of layers on and I was off. First to the pool for a swim. The pool is only about 5 mins ride from my place but I already figured out I was too hot. So it was a good chance to ditch few layers. Ride to work was great until at about half way I figured that I am moving so slow and my rear wheel is behaving oddly. Straight away I though I flatted. Oh no, right in front of the Big Ben. Looked back and no, nothing. So I persuaded myself that my rear brake pads must be rubbing. Stopped, got off, moved them a bit and went back on the bike. It seemed easier. I don't actually know whether it was but it must be that mental thing. The thing is it probably wasn't anything and I am just so unfit right now. The ride back home felt same so who knows. Maybe it is brake pads, maybe I am just fat... I better go and check those brakes.