It’s definitely Autumn and the wind has certainly changed but alongside that chill in the air, there’s a little dose of something special… LOVE.
Mum, Dad, Grandma… I am in love with Ricci. He’s beautiful, Italian and keen to accompany me on trips. The funny thing is that, well, I have to carry him over the threshold every time we come home.
A match made in heaven
This weekend, I managed to take Ricci (Riccardo), the new Bianchi road bike out for a test spin and it was totally dreamy.
*Sponsor me please*
Midweek I signed up for the only ride I could find on go sky ride which seemed to fit in with the rest of my weekend plans. It meant getting up at 6am and cycling 15 miles to the start line but I was totally up for it. The description flagged it as suitable for roadies and chumps on hybrids alike and I was assured an average pace of 12-13mph. Perfect.
Didn’t even get outside the M25 but it felt tough.
It has been some time since I managed to post and I am determined to get back on track! Unfortunately, it has also been a while since I have done any big, big rides but I have a mammoth Scottish adventure in store for half term. In the meantime, read about three gorgeous rides along the Thames. I’m also claiming two new 20:20:20 buddies, taking the number up to #9… not much time left now so I might have to extend into the NZ ride!
Bonking can affect the brain… and you may feel anxious, irritable, confused and emotional. What a fabulous quote from Ride 25’s blog. Continue reading
Feeling rubbish? Had a bad day at work? Something on your mind? GET OUT ON YOUR BIKE or at least indulge yourself in some form of exercise. I’m the last person that I thought would be exercise’s advocate but it really does make worlds of difference. Continue reading
By Jove, I think I’ve done it! I think I may have worked out why my saddle has been so excruciatingly uncomfortable.
Whatever life has thrown at me, I have always struggled to remain misanthropic for any extended period of time and this weekend proved to be no exception to the rule.
Saturday evening was ended with a message to Flatty Plums, “There’s no way I can do a ride tomorrow; five hours of singing and dancing has left me useless.” But low and behold, the most fascinating Walk Through The Woods (cocktail tasting menu) later and a solid night’s sleep in the bank, I was desperate to get into the saddle for a wee pedal and sure enough, my pal was there for me. We arranged to meet at Hyde Park corner to enjoy the sun… just like everyone else…
Though I have had this plan on the cards for a little while, I have finally told my mum which means I’m ready to blog! I didn’t get a negative reaction but she was full of cold, so I will wait for the onslaught of questions. I’m sure grandma will tell me what a ridiculous idea this is, even if my mum decides to show her full support!!
The start of my ride in December seems a long way off but there’s so much to do and, coupled with a burgeoning teaching commitment and a role in the local am dram version of Jesus Christ Superstar, time seems to be a somewhat challenging commodity to obtain in my life.