Croyde

What a beaut.

Torrets and Lycra

I've just done my first road ride with a group, and I have to say I felt like I was riding on a different planet with a bunch of torrets sufferers. I did enjoy it though. Everyone was lycra clad, looking pro, I turned up in my board shorts and a t shirt.

The 27 miles consisted of everyone snotting on each other, pointing at pot holes, and shouting about cars. All very helpful, but really quite amusing. In between dodging potholes, flailing limbs and projectile snot I actually managed to enjoy it. The route was good with some nice climbs, but it would have been nice to average a slightly quicker pace.

My balls decided to go their own way and felt like there were trying to escape out of my scrotum, and my stem is probably too long as my neck aches, but all in all it was pretty good.

I need to get down with the lingo though

            "Rider"

                                    "Car back"

"Car up"

                                                                                      "Hole"

                                  "Clear"

"Gravel"

Basically I need to just cycle around and instead of relax, just shout about everything I see.

LADS ON TOOOOUR...SAY WHAT YOU SEEEEE!!!!

Full Circle

Well, here we are again, I havnt blogged in quite a while to be honest, however there has been one thing that has stuck in my mind over the last couple of weeks/months that I feel is worth a mention. My riding has doubled ten fold. Bikes have always been one of the main topics on this here blog, primarily because it was always bicycles that got me broken into above average pieces!

So it seems fitting to report that I may just have finally gone 'full circle'. I'm fit, riding bikes again, and loving it.

I've been exercising that illuive self control and not going full speed on the gravity fed stuff, and I've been pacing my self on the road. Combine all that with some gym work and I'm feeling strong. I think it's been one year three months since my last shoulder op.

Here are some photos of my bike antics from the last couple of months.

Always wear protection ;)

Hopton was, and still is my training ground, it was here I got back into my flow, and got some pace back. Fun pace :)

A perfect sunny day at Hopton

 

My stint in Lincoln, where the only hill was a road to a Cathedral lead me to purchase something more practical.

My first road bike

 Putting in lots of miles means when it comes to riding with friends, I'm not nackered after half an hour! 

Heading out with Will and Foz

So in all, I'm back to where I want to be; riding bikes and enjoying it. I've even got some new challenges lined up which is exciting to plan, train for and talk about! 

So there you have it, a full circle from happy rider, to down and out, to back on it. You can break my bones and rip my muscles, but I will always return, never back down, and never be without a bike.

Never give up

Cheers