Shamble On.

In the Three Day Tour, written about here, I rode a ten kilometre individual time trial. The road was open, long and flat, with little to nothing in the way of distractions. I did it in 16 minutes and 46 seconds. Last night, in Global Gutz, I rode a twenty-one kilometre route that weaved across the city. I bombed Hoddle against the red twice, chased Lane Dell, yelled warnings at pedestrians, dodged cars and small animals and other cyclists, rolled occasional turns with Campbell Townsend and eventually set a time of 31 minutes flat. Go figure.