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Boring and techie, but useful for people trying to use the same setup as I had… I just switched to mobile broadband because it’s cheaper than having to pay line-rental and fixed-line broadband. You can get some really good deals out there as long as you don’t mind losing a little bit of speed. Unfortunately, . . . → Read More: 3 Mobile on MacBook Lobster gloves seem like the perfect balance of finger grouping for warmth vs dexterity to ride. There is a problem, though. You can do this: But you can’t do this: And sometimes the second one is essential. Like when you hear some raging metalcore. Oh, and these ones don’t leave room for chemical handwarmers making . . . → Read More: Lobsters are cool but… New Year didn’t bring any training but it did bring the chance to go play on bikes with Emily in the woods of Shropshire, and then have a fun party for New Year’s Eve itself. First, we headed out to Mortimer Woods near Ludlow for a bit of “follow your nose” riding. Riding up a . . . → Read More: New Year Carnage 3 days in Wales and 3 sea swims to help acclimatise for the competitions to come. Cold water swimming is such a weird thing… In a lot of ways it’s just awful. Pain in the arches of your feet as the water first hits you, then shock as the water gets up to crotch height. . . . → Read More: Rhossili is so bracing; NYT Well, the Bikemagic article about the Alaska training school is up. Go read it here. And today’s training ride? 1 snapped chain. 1 standing in water over ankles incident. 85km distance, 2030m climbing, 6h45m time. Completely battered body. The Pugsley build is underway and while I was crushing down boxes, I came across this: In a sunny country villa in Italy, Signore Italia is laughing. But, signore, this is what we do to your saddles with our lack of sunshine… I don’t know why I bother with Ti rails! . . . → Read More: Mr Selle Italia is having a laugh I’ve found myself doing more and more training rides this year. Today being a perfect example… there’s no way I would really want to go out in the pouring rain and ride for 4 hours if I didn’t know I had to. If I want to ride the big events I’ve got to put in . . . → Read More: Training, iPod, wet Well, my first ride back from Alaska was interesting. The first few metres riding down my road were terrifying… were my tyres always this skinny, was the steering always this fast? I reached the end of my road and nearly popped my eyeballs out as I touched the brakes… Clearly, this wasn’t quite the same . . . → Read More: After Alaska Well, I took the first step and entered the Iditarod, now it’s time for the second step: training. So here I am in Anchorage to see riders, pogies, bivvies, snow, and big fat tyres. Unfortunately, I didn’t realise that today is Thanksgiving for those crazy Americans so my plan to stock up on gear has . . . → Read More: Stepping Towards Iditarod Yesterday was the second mountain bike race that I’ve ever quit. It was supposed to be 12 hours solo, but even from the beginning things weren’t smooth. Driving down, the deadline for registration came and went as I got lost trying to find an area I’d only ever ridden cross country to. The lazy part . . . → Read More: On Failure |
