80 miles in the Cotswolds: Slow, sweaty, smiling (while sometimes silently swearing)

Sunday morning dawned bright and beautiful, with only a hint of ominous clouds in the distance. Caley is part of the Cowley Road Condors Cycling Club, and she told me they had a “superfun 75ish k ride through the Cotswolds.” “It says it is not going to be hilly” she reassured me. Lies, all lies. … More 80 miles in the Cotswolds: Slow, sweaty, smiling (while sometimes silently swearing)

An afternoon in Oxford

After my longer-than-expected ride yesterday, I skipped out on Caley’s cycling group Saturday ride, choosing to laze in bed. When she returned, we rode to the city centre to explore the quaint streets. Oxford, as you might expect, is beautiful. You can almost taste the prestigious history of this “city of dreaming spires.” Wandering around … More An afternoon in Oxford