Archive for August 2010

When The Morning Comes

August 31, 2010

Wanna know how my legs are? They’re ok actually. I maybe have a small ache in my calves of all places but apart from that I feel wholly fine. That’s good.

6 years ago when I was growing the JC I was pretty much a sofa monster so while I’ve been pregnant before this is all new to me. At first I was super cautious and a little frightened and my weekly miles had dropped drastically but as the weeks go on and I gradually do more and more and nothing happens ( I don’t know what I expected anyway..) I feel more confident and safer carrying on. I’m pretty chuffed with the massive amount of support I get from you guys. Out of all of the people I know I’ve had maybe 4 counts of “you should not be cycling” which is actually pretty confidence busting when you’re awash with hormones. Everybody else? Just great. So thanks.

So, the more I do the more I realise that my first instinct and my midwife are right, just keep doing what I do with a side of caution. That being said I’d love to talk to some other women who are/were in my position. That would be nice. Oh, I’m also wondering if anyone has any extra large cycling gear going cheap?

Look up, you see that page marked “caption competition”? well I have a lovely new header picture but that big black space needs some text so there’s a bag of haribo in it for the winner ok? Click here and get on with it 😀


After the GNBR

August 30, 2010

I am so so tired that I can barely figure out what I want to write. How about I start from the beginning?

Yesterday was the Great North Bike Ride ( that’s hard work to type, GNBR it is from now on ok?) Kick off was at nineish from Seahouses. My house is about 40 miles from there and pretty much on the route so originally the plan had been to ride to the start with Champion Dan and co. Obviously the Unknown Cyclist put paid to that idea (I’m not suicidal you know, honest) and I got a lift up with And. I’m kind of glad we did, we passed the Vags gang at Alnwick valiantly battling into an horrific headwind in the pouring rain.

We saw them riding into Seahouses as we were riding out. I have to tell you, the ride from Seahouses all the way to Tynemouth was a cracking one, mostly flat except for the occasional long climb. The ride up to Warkworth castle was the best UP I’ve ever experienced, the fantastic tailwind that was my friend almost the whole way took a gust and blew us up that hill. The were a few shouts of “Wheee” along that route. I have to admit I rode a bit harder than I probably should have. It’s hard to reign it in when you are used to pushing yourself just that little bit over the line. but hey, it was worth it.

From what I saw the ride was well planned. Signs were abundent at all but a few turns (and those turns were ones that really didn’t matter, whichever way you went you ended up at the same place) There were marshalls all over the place. Come Widdrington ( on my home ground now) there was a feed stop, well stocked with water, bananananas (never know where to stop with that word) and free electrolyte tablets. You know, I was a sofa dweller when I had the Junior Cyclist so all this is new to me. I had the dilemma of figuring out if I should, could use them things. I went with yes, no caffeine anyway. Coming through Blyth the marshalls were even standing by the side of the road handing up water to riders, how’s that for service?

We carried on through Blyth and along the seafront, here the road was smoother than the path so we hopped that way, that’s why they’re called road bikes. Andy got the itch to take some heads so I sent him on his way, I planned to bimble my way to the finish which was only a few miles now. I should know better. Experience has taught me that it is impossible when riding alone to ride anything but suicidally. Scalp time…. whooo hooo. Oh look, the finish, oh hey, And! 🙂 59.36 miles in 4hours56seconds! Big queue for some freebies; medal, T-shirt, comemmerative pen, electrolyte tablets (which were pretty tasty as electrolyte tablets go, I’ll be buying some of those Zero tablets). We went up to a cafe to meet a few fellow Vags and maybe cram a scone into my gob. (You know, I still didn’t see any of Dannys gang come past, which was a little sad 😦 ) Still, even with the fantastic tailwind I’m proud of that ride, pregnant, without sleep after a brutal 50 miles the day before I was feeling all elated and stuff.

Just had to get home now, And had planned to escort me part way home (could you ask for a better friend?) so by wearing our t-shirts over our jerseys, cramming freebies in pockets and wearing our rain jackets over everything we managed to get everything somewhere. That lovely tailwind was not so good. I felt myself being blown backwards with a scary force, then turning left the wind caught me sideways, the bike at a 45 degree angle I stopped. Uh Uh, we’re not doing this. I got off to push the bike and even walking into the wind was almost impossible. We decided to turn round and head for Andys along the river which is always a pretty ride. Mind I was feeling the strain now and the ride back was slow, it took 2 hours to ride the 15 miles to Andys arriving at Andys I was starving, shaking from lack of food. A bag of dried fruit and nuts, couple of cereal bars, half a banana, cheese scone these things will only see you so far. Tired and insensible Andy very nicely fed (oatcakes!! mmmmmm) and watered me (coffee!! :D) put my bike in his car and delivered me home where I became the dead thing on the sofa. Happy but shattered. 75.11 miles of doing what I love, I swear this kids going to come out pedalling.

You know, 3000 entrants, say 2000 men and 1000 women. I cannot have been the only pregnant cyclist yesterday can I?  I used to consider 70 mile rides to be well, a Saturday. But I know that really that’s quite an epic distance and for people to come out and do these long rides on mountain bikes, in jeans, with no training is astonishing. To do this to raise money for a cause that touches your heart is a great thing. I’m grateful to those who’ve donated (£57 all told), you’re amazing too and for those who haven’t gotten round to it here’s my justgiving page If you’d rather pledge your £2 in cash just drop me an email, there’s a contact button at the top of the page there.

I’m off to lounge around now. If anyone feels like bringing in me some fatty food that’d be great.

How's This For Fantastic Photo?

August 29, 2010

 😀 Simon took it yesterday, I didn’t know he had but I like it.

You want to hear about the Great North Bike Ride? It’s been a 75 mile day for me on not much sleep and definately not enough food. I had a cracking time but now I’m stuck on the sofa unable to move, do you mind waiting till later?

Oh, I’ve got like £57 quid raised so far, which is fab! this weekend I’ve ridden 130 odd miles, surely those of you who haven’t donated think that’s worth £2 in aid of childhood cancer don’t you?

That Was Not a Good Nights Sleep

August 29, 2010

It went like this: bed at ten, still awake at 11, start sleepy, wake with a start at 12, still be awake at 1:20, be woken by a toilet needing child at 3, still be awake at 4, be woken by a wonderful husband at 5:50 with the question “what time are you getting up?” the answer? 6:30 arghhhh, start snoozing dink diddle ding di ding ding. grr. blugh.

And I’m still going to ride today. Arent I super? Oh and also in a stinking mood. See you at the start/finish/along the way. If you see me say hi, i’m in my vags kit, you’ve seen it before and I’ll try not to bite.

Cooked and Cracking

August 28, 2010

Todays route (it wont allow me to embed cos it’s eeevil). That plus the ride in adds to 50 miles or so. Actually computer says 51.42 miles at an average of 11.7.

Today was a mystery tour and I should probably have known better than to turn up…

Still this is the first time I’ve attempted to ride in to Ponteland since I found out about the little parasite and erring on the side of caution I set off ridiculously early. I had a very pleasant bimble to Anna’s including the climb up the back road to Berwick Hill. I’m glad I arrived early because it left me plenty of time to rest. Not enough time however. Any ride that contains both a surprise destination and the route planning skills of the EEEEeeevil ClubSec Roger is going to entail UP. Serious UP and lots of it. Apparently one of the odd symptoms of early pregnancy is shortness of breath, no problem on the flats, deffo no problem on the descents, huge problem on the UPs which were never my forte. Cheers Roger, at one point climbing out of the Tyne valley I had to unclip and push. There’s no shame in that, better to live to fight another day and all that, then an amusing hill start; hill starts are a lot harder when you know you are not allowed to fall.

Still, there was a nice stop at can I hell remember what it was called. hee hee, I’m such a thicko. It was a lovely cheese scone though. I was a bit miffed that they’d stopped serving Knickerbocker Glories because I love those things. The ride back was slightly less harrowing but did contain some long drags. I love stopping at Anna’s after a ride for a cuppa and a gas and I had plenty time since I was and still am totally cooked. Andy went to fetch his car because he’s a good friend and took me home where I’m sitting around praying for bedtime to roll round so I can collapse into my bed with that special sigh.

I’m going to need that sleep. Tomorrow I have a 60 some mile ride. It’s the Great North Bike Ride, from Seahouses to Tynemouth and then I’m riding home. It’s organised in aid of childhood cancer and well I figure there are a core of about 70 people who seem to come and visit here day in day out. If each of those people go to and donate £2 that’s £140. That’s a lot of money and I think getting off my bum doing something that admittedly I love but is shattering at the best of times is worth £2 don’t you?

Here I go

August 28, 2010

I’m kinda bricking it. First full round trip in like a month. I’m leaving early, like now. It’s going to be the slowest 18 miles in ever but at least I’ll see the scenery. See you at Anna’s. Eventually.

I'd Like To Thank The Tyne Vags Forum

August 27, 2010

I’m crap at Photoshop. Well when you live with an expert why do it yourself? But thanks to Roger the man of the website wondery we can now personalise our user profiles with avatars. Well I just gotta have one. (you just do don’t you?) but thanks to the silly expensive camera the HC uses I have no pics of a low enough quality to upload. Good job I don’t give in. I’ve just had ten minutes of brain exercise trying to figure out something that a lot of people must find simple. I did it! yay me. Honestly, I’ve been so thick lately that I’m taking any win I can get. I left my eggs at the fruit shop this morning I’ve been that thick… So there’s a temporary avatar up till I find a one I like. My life is so empty… I think I need a job.