Unfortunately I didn’t get to go out cycling this weekend even though the sunny weather was screaming out for a ride on two wheels, but last week, whilst out in the country lanes around the Vale of Belvoir, I spotted two new lambs; the first sighting of the season for me and a lovely reminder that Spring is here…although it would be great if Mother Nature could also do her best to make a more permanent change to the temperatures (it is suddenly rather nippy again here today in Notts).
With Spring’s arrival imminent, it has got me thinking about new kit and the loads of lovely new cycling things that are out there right now. With that in mind, here is the first of my top 5 cycling wish lists. (It’s a shame my birthday has already passed and Christmas is quite some way off, but hey, I can always dream.) (more…)
OK, so last time I posted I asked for your help. Something was wrong and I didn’t like it. I’d lost my mojo and facing the fear felt like an enormous task!
Well, I am pleased to report that I seemed to have found it again. Thanks to everyone who left such good advice about getting back out on my bike and riding just for the sake of riding, forgetting everything and simply enjoying it. And it was nice to hear that I’m not the only one to experience these feelings. Sometimes you just need to hear encouraging and comforting words from others who have perhaps been in the same situation or can at least relate to what you are saying. That was good to hear. (more…)
Sshh, don’t tell anyone, I seem to have lost something.
I’m kind of afraid to mention it but it’s really valuable and I do need it back. I’m worried I may not find it again and that really would be a problem. But it’s got to be out there, somewhere. Please, help me find it! (more…)
So far 2014 is shaping up quite well for me in terms of cycling. Riding out three times a week is becoming a habit and my body itches to get out. But for those first few weeks of owning a road bike I remember the fear.
There were a few reasons why ‘the beautiful red one’ didn’t get ridden and sat in the garage for a good while. My other half would pester me to ride out with him and I’d find any excuse I could not to go. Secretly I was scared and the fear was stopping me. (more…)