Well it had to happen: Soupy has thoroughly trounced me for the first time on The Mighty North Hill (last weekend). He's actually done some training this winter! Of course as a 60kg whippet aged 27 he should really, compared to my 75kg of winter chub.
Yesterday we did a morning ride of about 45 miles up to Clare (and we rode with rob briefly, on the road up to Finchingfield) and on the rolling road home the boy certainly had plenty of zip by the end - endurance isn't normally his thing. I should say in my defence that I was lugging the saddlebag with the coffee flask, mugs, sugary stuff and cake though ...