So day 1 was a success! Mike came with me as far as husbands bosworth, which is in between rugby and market harborough. We set off at 9:44 am and arrived at MH at 11:10am, doing 12.1 mi total (to the border sign). There was some fierce wind basically the whole way so that slowed us (mainly me) down a bit. The museum about the towns history was closed so we just walked around for a bit and then set off again, at 11:57am. We stopped for lunch along the way and then not long after, we said our goodbyes and went our separate ways. I arrived in rugby at 2:38, spedometer was up to 29.89 mi. For a city that holds itself with great pride as the originator of ...you guessed it, rugby, they were a bit lacking on signs on how to get to the museums, so I got lost for a short while but eventually found the rugby football museum. When I left at 4:45pm, I didn't check my map to see how to get to coventry because I saw a directional sign that said to coventry, but it was a different route to the one I was planning on taking. The one I was going to take had a different destination on it so I assumed it was going in the opposite direction and just headed for the coventry route. But I felt I was going the wrong way so I checked the map and the route I was taking was so out of the way, by an extra 8miles! So I turned around and went the way I originally mapped, it turned out that destination, long lawford, was the next town, but en route to coventry. So what did we learn from this experience boys and girls!? Always check the map for other place names along your route so you know what signs to look out for, and plan the route and route the plan! (K that sounds a bit better when its for diving..). So I headed for coventry, again with winds blowing me all over the place and against me. I realized that the cycle system just SUCKS! Whenever I followed a sign that said "city center" or "rugby 7(mi)" I always ended up at some dead end path or just lost down some random side streets. So I am abandoning all cycle lanes that divert from the main roads. And what is with the random cycle lane on the A roads that just start and end when they please, with no segregation from the car traffic? Did the people who created these lanes decide to end them when they ran out of white paint? I just don't get it. But anyway, I was riding along, and had the urge to pee that became unbearable. So I stopped behind some trees by a construction quarry to relieve myself. I had left my bag with lance so once I was done I waddled over to grab some tissues out of it, and when I dropped my bag down, I carelessly let it fall RIGHT ON MY PEE PEE! When I picked it up there was a wet patch near the bottom and I'm not sure if it was from my you know what, or my back sweat. At that point I didn't care at all, so i put it back on and carried on! I made it to coventry almost without getting lost (not my fault this time, directory signs in this country are really not up to par), but once I arrived it took much longer than it should have to find my hotel cause unfortunately coventry is a typical english city and that means there are no st signs ANYWHERE so I had to keep consulting my gps to make sure I was on the correct st. So I finally arrived at formule 1 at 7:15pm and finished the day off with a grand total of 49.06 mi traveled. I was so happy to just relax for the rest of the night! The hotel is probably one of the worst I've ever stayed in though. I am on the first floor, facing a parking lot and the blinds don't work! The tv doesn't work either and there is no remote =( and the shower is annoying. Ah well, at least I have a room to myself! So tomorrow will be another day of traveling, although for not nearly as long. I will be looking forward to riding through the English countryside, with oversized trucks whizzing by me, nearly toppling me over, as I waft in the smell of cow shit! But for tonight I am going to sleep, I bid thee farewell!
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