The Boy Who Lost His Name

I sat at the weekend before some cards and presents from former and current students. The phrase ‘brilliant teacher’ was used. There was one present that was a personalised picture book entitled The Boy Who Lost His Name which focused my attention. Several years have passed since I originally ‘burnt-out’ and now I seem to... Continue Reading →

Rain, rain, go away…

The sun had his hat on and my youngest daughter and I went out for a cycle. As we set off the threat of bad weather was on the horizon, so I made sure that we would be cycling on a circular route never more than nine miles from home. It still surprises me how... Continue Reading →

On Not Being A Cycle Day

General cycling Soon Captain Candy will be pulling up outside. I've already memorised our conversation. I will enquire as to his wellbeing and he will talk for a good twenty-five minutes. The twenty-five minutes will not be good, but at least I've heard it all before. Many people tend to forget what they have already... Continue Reading →

Little White Lies

If I said that I was going to climb Mount Kiliminjaro, he would be jogging up and down Mount Everest for the weekend. There is absolutely nothing that I can do that he has not done in a different format. I run, he power walks, I cycle, he's cycled, I write, he paints. The only... Continue Reading →

Wear Protection

The great placebo of life is that magical cure for all ills. Get a job. Get Married. Get a mortgage. Get a pension. Get children. Get a dog. Get a cat. Get holidays. Get stressed. Get Life assurance. Get promotion. Get sleepless nights. Get a doctor’s appointment. Get time off work. Get medicine. Get better.... Continue Reading →

Cycling and Bonking

This morning saw me bonking. It's not how it sounds. But what is the bonk? The simple explanation for its occurrence is that long-endurance exercise depletes the body’s store of glycogen, which produces the energy required to maintain performance. When the glycogen depletes entirely, the body has no more fuel and instead burns fat, resulting... Continue Reading →

Something there is that does not love a wall…

I spent several days with him, cycling and drinking, talking and cycling. Although his bike fitness wasn’t fully there, it was still enough to pull me along. We went along coastal routes, alongside pristine beaches, and through forests that were the haunt to the British Royal family. My initial impression was that Wales was wonderful.... Continue Reading →

Giro or Tour?

I have recently enjoyed some interesting reading about these two great cycling events. The Giro d'Italia is the less famous race and has been compared to a an intimate gig in a bar as opposed to the giant stadium show that is the Tour. Cycling has risen in popularity in recent years; that's an understatement... Continue Reading →

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