At least it wasn’t raining. There. I managed to say something positive. There are so many other ways I wanted to start this post.
So…. It turns out that hiking does not an ideal rest day activity make. In fact, cycling 85 miles, camping and getting up to climb a hill or two especially after you fell of your bicycle, leaves your body in pieces so small that you worry no adhesive in the world will hold you together.
An ideal preparation for conquering your biggest ever day of climbing then… Ahh.
This is what is called a steep ascent
Yes. Today was a day of pure torture and, thinking it was supposed to be an ‘easy forty’ I didn’t psych myself up mentally for the challenge either.
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
It’s funny where you find inspiration…
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…
Inspired partly by the uplifting, ‘Delight’ by J.B. Priestly and this comical blog post on Tom’s Bike Ride, I decided to pull together a quick list of the small things that I really appreciated today. Out on the bike I’ll be taking things so slowly, I’ll have the opportunity to celebrate every small joy (and mull over every small inconvenience I am sure) – I’m preparing myself! This definitely counts as training.