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Knackered – With a capital N

Met the guys at the cafe this morning and sucked down a coffee before heading off on the bikes. It was a bright sunny start to the day, although brisk enough at first to warrant arm warmers and two layers on top. After an hour the temp had jumped from a single digit to a very welcome 18c. Sky was blue and trees were stunning shades of yellow, orange, red, purple and green in the sunlight. It was a hard ride on a very undulating route of 40+ miles over 2 hours and the guys were on form with attacks and sprints at every opportunity. I just tucked in on the back and gave it everything I had just to keep up! I think they felt bad about shooting off on attacks with eachother but there’s nothing wrong with being the girl at the back when you’ve got a group of fit guys clad in lycra up ahead..


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Friday Ride

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Keeping Sane

It was beautiful out – breezy and sunny, topped off with a perfectly blue sky through which the leaves gently tumbled from the towering trees. It cleared my head and tired my body…..though there’s still something missing…

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Cotton Field

Cotton Field

Originally uploaded by Racefox

Riding amongst the Cotton Fields on a sunny day…

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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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Fly’in Home

fliesI’ve covered 40 miles on my bike this week just by biking to and from work on 4 days.  I could have ridden 5 days this week, I felt fit enough but I also felt I needed a break from eating flies.

There are an incredible amount of flies out this year. There are routes I can take to my office that I would avoid at this time of year because they have a lot of shady patches near ditches and farms which causes a lot of flies but my general direct route is pretty open between the fields so I am surprised at the large clouds of fairly big flies gathering at regular intervals along the road. In some parts I end up holding my breath while I navigate several patches of buzzing insects at face level. Not an easy thing to do when you’re puffing your lungs out from giving it max effort.

So on day 3 I sparked the Zoomer up and zipped out of the garage for a speedier ride to work. Only this time I watched as every fly that would have made it’s way up my nose or down my throat splattered across my visor clearing the path for a less fly infested ride in today!

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Wil has just sold his cyclo-cross bike and bought the sexiest new road bike…(that I need)

Campag Chorus groupset with a Record front mech, bottom bracket, headset and seat post
Look carbon forks
Keo Classic pedals
Fisik Arione Saddle

And that’s just scratching the surface of the awesomeness of this bike.

And I’m loving it long time…(and it should be mine)

I’m just working on convincing him that it’s too small for him now.

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