While having my tea, I had a look at the tracker and noticed Steve was approaching our village.
I grabbed coat and shoes, took a gamble on his route, and headed towards the bypass.
I shouted "GO STEVE" as he shot across the roundabout 50yds before I reached it, and got a thumbs up in return.
I sprinted to catch him and rode with him under a mile to the other turn back into the village.
Teehtgrinder was going well - he seemed faster and fitter than last time I saw him.
Go Steve!