I try to slow him down with cake, but it just makes him stronger.
Sometimes, when struggling to stay together on a climb, I am offered the "Hand of God" - a gentle push to maintain momentum; but it's hardly the safest and tends to provoke more grumbling, especially if initiated without prior consent.
Lovely boyfriend was very pleased with himself to find an article earlier in the week reviewing a bungee contraption that's supposed to make it easier for racing snakes and cake eaters to remain on speaking terms. Might be just the ticket. I'm sure we have some bungee cord in the shed somewhere; however, if you read all of the article, you'll find a video for an altogether more exciting use of a bungee and a bike:
No bungees featured in today's efforts sadly, but a chatty bike ride in the sun was followed by a quick shoe change and a laboured plod around the block to try out my new running shoes. I do believe this is known as a "brick session" in triathlon street lingo. Word.
Day 9 - Cycling (without bungee assistance)
Distance: 32.9 miles
Speed: 13.8 mph
Cake rating: 4/5 (completed with minimal grumbling - may or may not have involved cake)
Day 9 - Quick shoe change and 1 mile run
Distance: 1.1 miles
Pace: 10:52 min/mile
Cake rating: 2/5 (felt like a bungee had got caught on the back of my tights)
Cumulative Janathising: 36.8 miles running + 32.9 miles cycling