Actually, disabled ourselves today by mistiming the laundry. Short bibs on the line so had to do hill climb in long bibs - phew, swealtering. Jenny found some rough road (?) which I bailed on and we met back at the car after she'd heckled competitive cyclist gadge.
Competitive cyclist gadge whom Jenny had passed waiting for his lass: 'Oh good, I can take that woman again.'
Jenny stood within earshot: 'Too late mate, I've finished.'
Ha.