And it was all going so well…..

A favourite homily of my Granny C’s was the pithy caution that, ‘Pride comes before a fall’

She was so right.

Dropping Behind (or how to lose a mountain bike race)

I’ve noticed that cycling and writing have definitely taken a downward turn over the last few weeks. Sometimes life just throws too many things at you and something has to give way to accommodate. Whatever it is, both the time (to cycle) and the inclination (to write) have definitely been lacking.

The Pleasure Of The Pain – Celebrating Recovery

My body is currently a mass of bruises and gashes, scratches and scrapes. So much so that, on a routine visit to my GP, she delicately enquired whether “everything was all right at home?”

In between stifled laughter, I cheerfully explained to her that the harm was entirely, and happily self-inflicted. And it is. But how life has changed in just one year and how I’m grateful for that pain.

How Do You Get A Community On A Bicycle? Part 1

The obvious (and very boring) answer would of course be ‘one at a time’.

But that’s just no fun. So, in a world where supersizing is the only way to go, we’ve done just that.

How do you get a community on a bicycle – why 10 people at a time of course!

One’s Company

This weekend I have decided two things:

1) I much prefer cycling on my own

2) I’m going to join a mountain bike riding club

At first glance these 2 statements may appear a little contradictory but there is method in my madness.