I rode in to work today with my neighbour who is a regular cyclist over the summer. She doesn't cycle over the winter very often, but she certainly kicked my proverbial arse. Maybe it was because it was Monday morning and I was tired after a 40km mtb ride in gloopy mud yesterday or maybe her winter gym work was paying dividends. One thing though; the weather was so much better, a dry road with sun on my face, very cool. The mud yesterday was so sloppy, an American friend of mine described it as baby shit, he had never ridden in such conditions before.