Written by Guest Blogger J.Hargreaves
"Full or half?" The nice lady stood in front of the pig said. "Full. I'll have full". The lady prepares to hand Peter a full baguette filled with freshly carved pork from the hog roast put on by Kilmallock cycling club. I see a flash of indecision motivated by his disappointment at his performance on today's hub tour. Indecision turns to resolve, "no, I'll have a half". Looking pleased Peter turns to me and says, "did you see that?"
Peter reflected on the speed in which some of his club mates shot up today's climbs as he generously squirted mayonnaise on his demi-baguette.
Later the Strava stats showed that he was slower up Christ the King today than three years ago.
"Only nine weeks until Dartmoor", Peter splutters whilst sharing with me one of the cupcakes from the generous post-cycle spread laid on by the club.
Not being in training for Devon's famous sportive myself I head back up to the buffet table for a second round bringing back an apple for the Duckster.
"I won't thanks" says Peter "watching my weight Jac, watching my weight!".
Dreaming of a healthy diet
I have started riding with the Kilmallock cycling club. There are no shortage of people faster than me so keeping my Nee Years resolution has been a breeze
The New Year is underway and the short dark days are taking a toll on my mood but not my appetite for Chocolates.
When I do get out on the bike I enjoy it but with such short windows of daylight to get out, trips are often shortened or cancelled.
Friday night I was working until 9pm and so was too tired to get up at 07:30 for a club spin and so headed out at 10am on my own to do 100km. Was going well until I went over the top of the main climb of the spin to find the road blocked with snow and ice. Had to walk a mile or so before getting back on the bike and free wheeling through the slush.
Today’s trip was cancelled because of a puncture. I was on my way to the mountain for a quick spin when the tyre on my car blew out.
Sorry for all the moaning but as you may have noticed when I am in a bad mood I post less blogs so this is a effort to blow away my writer’s apathy
Dartmoor Hysteria reached new heights last week when the cycle sold out within hours. People obviously keen to be part of history as I go for another unique gold medal attempt.
My focus switches once again to my weight. The graph is shaping up to give me my annual ‘V’ sign. This year I am determined not to repeat the mistakes of the past 9 years.
I know that there are no quick fixes for weight loss so I am taking to the Internet this afternoon, armed with my Visa card determined to find the solution to my weight gain …