Orange weather warning

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Cycling in the Ballyhouras in gusts of 130kph. Brilliant!

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Kilmallock cycling club

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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

Stormy weather

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Pouring rain, gusts of over 100kph and flooded roads, spring has arrived.

Blogs have been few and far between
recently and ordinarily this is a sign that I am going through a blue period where my training declines and my weight climbs. Not so on this occasion I have mostly be experiencing writers block.

Last weekend I managed to write a few lines and attach a few photos. I pressed the button to upload and minutes later I got a message saying that the upload failed and my post was nowhere to be found. I was too tired and frustrated to rewrite the passage and so in protest I have ignored WordPress for seven days

Crache dans la soupe

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I must apologise to my loyal readers. I have been wallowing in a Kimmagian pit of misery.  As my chip and chocolate addiction spiral out of control so does my weight. Work and weather wreck my weekly training.

I reached my Nadir tonight however. I found myself reading ‘Rough Rides’ while eating a McDonald’s ‘Happy meal’. The meal did not make me happy.

But I have found inspiration within the pages of Mr Kimmages splendid book. Sean Kelly had saved me again. 

Paul  visits Sean in Brussels when he is facing a professional crisis …

‘I never liked saunas, and Kelly insisted on rising the temperature by throwing water on the stones. We lasted 15 minutes but had to get out. It had been incredibly hot and we were both so drained that we could hardly stand

“Jaysus, Kelly, you look like death warmed up. “
And he laughed, but then said,  “Did you never feel this tired after finishing a race?”
I thought about it. Yes I had but only once. It was in a prologue time trial of the Coors Classic in Boulder, Colorado a few weeks before the Olympic Road race in LA. The finish was at the top of a hard climb, and I remember losing consciousness about fifty metres before the line and waking up with a blanket around me five minutes later. It was the only time in my life I had ever pushed myself beyond my limits

“Yes”  I replied, “once. What about you? “

“Yes, regularly”

Tomorrow I’m going to wash my hair with Johnson & Johnsons ‘No more tears‘ Shampoo.  It begins here, regularly

January blues

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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