June 16, 2021 0 Comments
3/4 of the way up the last climb of 14 climbs on this sportive from hell, slumped against a low wall like a mortally wounded soldier, taking his last few desperate breaths lay an exhausted, fallen, cyclist. I stood on the pedals, lungs bursting, legs burning, making just enough forward movement to stay upright, he muttered almost under his breath, I know just how that feels.
And he did, I knew he did, just like all the others who have gone too far, too hard, for too long, and are way, way, beyond empty. When no amount of energy gells or tritronic drinks makes any difference - we enter the realm of pure survival. It’s not a question of mind over matter, it’s about shutting down the mind and pretending it doesn’t matter.
Soon, on a sunny sunday afternoon all over this green and pleasant land of England, cyclists will once again be fighting a last ditch battle, mainly with themselves, to the death, or at least to the end of an endless sportive designed by some narcissistic sadistic motherfu*ker. To think it all started so well just a few hours earlier, full of the joys of spring charging along like a plague of locust devouring the earth, according to the Daily Mail. Only to end up like the exhausted climber clinging by his fingernails to a shear rock face, so close to the top, but shredded, with not a molecule of energy to be found even in the depths of your soul.
Is this the new normal? I think it might be.
February 06, 2020 0 Comments
These are the dog days of recovery, the slog when nothing seems to change, no light at the end of the tunnel. Can only hope what I do now will stand me in good stead sometime in the summer. Heading for the first outpatient appointment with the surgical team to review the scans and X-rays and find out if I will walk again.
November 25, 2019 0 Comments
June 10, 2019 0 Comments
For the cyclist in your life
It's important to remember when buying gifts for cyclists they're fanatics. It comes with the territorial. Don't expect them to be normal. To them, cycling 27km. up a mountain for no apparent reason is normal, they do it to stay normal, at least on the outside.
They do it for the challenge, they do it because they can, for the thrill of it, for the buzz. They do it for the incredible sense of elation that comes with being in the middle of a landscape so impressive it takes your breath away. To know without a shadow of a doubt that this is a good day, a great day, a day that counts. Who doesn’t want that in their life?
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