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OK, it’s time to ‘fess up. When Rob Lee made an unsuccessful attempt at the West Highland Way Double, it piqued my interest a little. It’s always interesting to read about what people are up to in the world of riding bikes a long way. It’s rare to have such a candid account when the . . . → Read More: West Highland Way – The Intention I’ve been making stupid school-boy errors recently. First, I happily advised someone I was going riding with that Camelbaks are OK below freezing as long as you blow the water back into the bladder to stop the pipe from freezing. I then forgot to do so myself and ended up having mine freeze solid. Doh! . . . → Read More: Mistakes I just had a “nice” ride tonight. Nice people, relaxed pace, nice time. I’m not so sure about mountain biking being nice. At its best, it should be about fire in your belly, blood pounding in your head, and a dance through the trail. Or, it should be about epic places and worn out legs . . . → Read More: Nice Not been blogging much, but I have been training much. Getting my head down and doing some substantial rides in The Chilterns, riding to work every day, shed-based turbo training, and running a bit. The good news is that I’ve caught up on Fighting Talk podcasts while in the shed. Unfortunately, that means 1 hour . . . → Read More: Training Actuality Entering back into training, and I’m thinking about it. About how much is enough, and what I’m really aiming for. I seem to do less than other people with similar goals. I seem to do too much to have any time outside training. I seem to do enough to get by and go the places . . . → Read More: Training Philosophy I am a bit over racing weight at the moment. In fact, until his drug habit was revealed, I was feeling like the MTB Ricky Hatton. It’s the luxury of only doing one big race a year – I can lay off for a while and do other stuff. But I’m back on the training . . . → Read More: Must eat fewer pies Way back in 2000, I was sitting on a train out of central Birmingham. I saw a free newspaper and, flicking through, I saw an advert: “Ride from London to Paris for the NDCS“. Back then, I was did no sport. I was crazy about music, my friends were all crazy about music, and I . . . → Read More: Full Circle It’s that in-between time now where I don’t have any big adventures sufficiently close to have to be training. Usually, this means a bit more time away from bikes and spending what biking time I have playing about – trying to improve technique and just have fun. Essentially, falling off a lot. Weirdly, it hasn’t . . . → Read More: I’m crap at pedalling 2700 miles. Canada to Mexico. Alone. That’s the strapline for the Ride The Divide film. It’s easy to focus on the first part of that statement, but the gravity of the final word is not apparent until you go there. Alone. No-one to support you, no-one to love, no-one to share with. At times on . . . → Read More: Alone Well, the Tour Divide is over for me in 2010. It was an outstanding experience. From meeting other riders in Banff, to the varied environments of the trail, to the many people in businesses along the trail who encouraged me despite the smell and the voracious appetite, it was great. I’m going to try to . . . → Read More: Post Tour Divide Answers |
