Sunday 25 May 2014 was Nottingham’s Milk Race and I was lucky enough to be invited along! It’s only the second year that women have been allowed to race the city centre circuit so I was really excited to witness it. There were some big names attending! (more…)
Month: May 2014
Aviva stress less challenge – week two
I’ve been taking part in Aviva’s Stress Less challenge in conjunction with Mumsnet and I’ve been trying out the tips they recommended for me over the last seven days. In all honesty, I’ve found myself a little bit stressed with the pressure of ensuring I’ve tried them all out and given them a good go.
I tried to do a video blog of how I got on but for some reason I’m having difficulties editing it on this new laptop of mine, so I’ll need to work on that and try and get that sorted for next week.
So, how did I get on? Sadly, not nearly as well as I’d hoped, to be honest. (more…)
Aviva stress less challenge
So, I recently discussed my experiences with anxiety and stress and disclosed one or two things that in all honesty, I don’t normally talk about publicly. It was all for Mental Health Awareness Week 2014 and if it helps just one person with their experiences, well, that’s great! Thanks to all who left such kind words – it was very much appreciated. We all suffer with a bit of stress right? OK, so perhaps some of us have more than others, or perhaps some of us are better at dealing with it than others. But, when it comes to coping mechanisms for difficult times we all have our own individual ways of trying to stress less. (more…)
Next stop, a yellow jersey?
Recently, I wrote about how my friend had fallen from her bike knocking herself unconscious. That really was a hair raising experience for all of us and, honestly, I shall never ride a bike again without wearing a helmet. What’s a few strands of hair out of place when my skull can be kept in one piece? (more…)
Why I love my bike? I’d be mad not to
OK, it’s time to come clean. It’s time to tell you my secret. To be honest and tell you the real reason why I love my bike.
When I was a child my brother was diagnosed with a brain tumour. Back in 1984 there wasn’t a lot the neurosurgeons could do with a brain tumour. They tried to remove it, but it was the size of satsuma in a three year old’s head and in a very precarious place, so for any surgeon removing that successfully and without causing damage, was not going to be an easy job. (more…)