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Handsome Cycles 'Handsome XOXO'

Handsome Cycles 'Handsome XOXO'








I love this frame from Handsome Cycles.. Never seems to fail when I find a bike I really like it’s a steel frame.  Go steel, you sexy mutha..

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Raising A Good’n

Cameron handed me the lunch menu from school with an air of disdane. ‘Look at this’ he gasped.. ‘It all looks good on paper but when you actually get there to choose it’s all a load of turd”.

I took the menu and browsed the items listed. “Wow it does all look good on here.. so it’s not much cop then?”

“No”, he replied, “it’s just a load of grumpy middle aged wife women standing around with a basket of grotty baguettes”.

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MTB Race – Hylands Park, Chelmsford

Yesterday I competed in the final Mountain bike race of the summer series.  Even though the course was flat it threw many challenges against every pedal stroke. Sticky mud, slippery tree roots which tried to throw you off at awkward angles, leaning trees that would thump your shoulders as you ducked and swerved around them, off camber trails, thick muddy patches ready to snatch your wheels and leg energy zapping dense bumpy grass fields into head winds.  Parts of the course that needed to be taken quickly to ensure prompt passage were plagued by incapable riders who dismounted and pushed their bike up to an easier situation. To top it all off I’d been down with a cold and chest infection the entire week beforehand and I felt weak and shakey on the start line.

Then the icing on the cake, one of the very fast women who normally competes in the category above mine had to drop down to our category meaning 1st place was pretty much untouchable unless she fell off and injured herself. Therefore myself and the other women – a few of which I’d never seen before, were out for the 2nd and 3rd takings. If I’m honest all I was out for was to finish, without killing myself.

The course was tough and it wasn’t until my final lap when I looked around and saw no one behind me that I realised I’d made good headway and was in for a chance on the podium. Up ahead my closest competition in her red shirt was dropping me and I got stuck behind a fat guy who seemed more up for a gentle roll down the shops than an hour enduro race. Waiting for a safe passing place on the tree lined path I called his right and zipped round him, snapping into a faster gear I stood and sprinted until finally I could count less than 15 seconds between me and her in front.

As I turned onto the final straight I was counting about 10 seconds between myself and the girl I was trying to catch. My legs were on fire and my breathing loud as I involuntarily shouted with every breath exhaled. The head wind and slight incline fought every movement as I tried to catch up and the gap was closing. With 100 or so metres to go to the finish line, me sprinting as hard as I could and the girl ahead seemingly riding like she had it in the bag, she suddenly turned around and clocked me catching up. Instantly she put some effort in, widened the gap and left me to cross the finish line in 2nd place. I took 3rd place – an great and unexpected result.

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I spent a few glorious hours gliding around the countryside on my motorbike yesterday. The bike very suddenly has worn into a state where the controls no longer feel new and stiff and they move smoothly when pressed or pulled. The engine is making a slightly different sound as it revs and along with the gains in my riding skills and confidence I can really sit back and enjoy the whole thing without thinking too much about changing gear or which control is the brake – things you tend to constantly remind yourself of as you ride along directly after passing your test.

Fortunately the crappy weather of winter is not far around the corner and this is perfect timing for me to put the bike away before I become over confident. On Saturday I came up to a left hand bend that I’d forgotten was so sharp and the speed at which I approached it caused me some surprise. Not entirely the fault of my attention but partly due to another road continuing straight ahead from the bend making it look like the bend wasn’t there. I ended up on both brakes in a straight line through the bend and reached the other lane before locking the back wheel to skid to a halt. Fortunately for me it was one of those moments that reminds one to keep humble to the machine under ones arse. For future moments I shall be learning skills like these…….

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Hoping This Wil Help

Hypnotism And Anger: Working Through Your Issues

People who are unable to control their anger can be frightening. Not only can they say hurtful things but in some cases they will even strike out at those who are supposed to be closest to them.

The hard thing is that you may not even notice or your anger may not let you care. Instead placing the blame with the injured party. It is hard being forgiving or thoughtful when your vision is going red and staying there. So for the sake of not only yourself but to those around you look back on your episodes of anger.

Do they bear a scary resemblance to instances in your own life where you might have felt helpless or frustrated beneath the temper of someone else? Do your fits seem senseless now, the spark that set you off nothing more than an irritant now that you have had a chance to think clearly? When you get angry does it feel as if you can’t stop yourself? A yes to any of these questions, or variations of them, means that you have a problem. One that can only get worse as time goes on.

You may not believe in hypnosis but it is certainly worth a try if there is a chance that it can help you isn’t it? Other methods may work well for different people, they might even work for you, but for how long?

What you are aiming for is not a band-aid but a full on surgery.

Then, once found, you can work on rising above whatever brought on your anger management problem in the first place. Hopefully once the cause is fully dug out and examined then your rage will no longer rule your life, nor the actions of those who have to be around you on a day to day basis.

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In Loving Memory Of 3rd October 2010

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