Cycling in a skirt

One life, some bicycles. A million possibilities, zero clue!


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French Reconnection – Part I

DSCF7779 Tackling the steep descent from the mountain col, leaning hard on the brakes and zig-zagging down the hair pin bends, I’m torn between wanting to gaze at the arrestingly beautiful scenery of the mountains, and not wanting to plummet down the edge of the precipice inches from my side. Continue reading

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Handlebar Dyslexia

IMG_20131016_095315_0The head mechanic is rendered speechless as I present him with the previously boxed bicycle I’ve just assembled.

After staring in stunned silence for a disconcerting length of time, he finally, excruciatingly tears his gaze away from the machine in front of him to deliver his verdict.

I’m impressed” he chokes, voice trembling with either laughter or hysteria, “I had no idea it was possible to get it THAT wrong!!Continue reading


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Swim, bike, run, pancakes

IMG_1436Everywhere around me the water is churning and bubbling like the inside of a washing machine. I can see nothing as cold water seeps into my eyes, up my nose and down my throat. The world is spinning and the surface appears to be below me. I breathe in and my lungs inhale a soup of chlorine rather than air. Continue reading


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Looking back, thinking forward

Sometimes it’s really good to take time to reflect, on what’s passed, what’s to come and the distance travelled in between.

Reflection is something that’s been a big part of my week too, both in putting together the artcle below and about anticipating an event this weekend, a nervous return to something from years gone by – more to follow on that in my next post….. Continue reading


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Standing on the bottom rung

No matter how old I get, and how much professional experience I gain, why is it that the first day starting a new job and I always feel like I’m 13 years old again? Continue reading