Its been nigh on 4 years since I last posted which is shameful. I had good intentions with this blog to bitch and moan about this and that and back in the day it was meant to be about my mumblings on 2 wheels.
Since I last posted, I have more or less stopped riding all forms of bikes since April 2014 when I started a new job. The old job gave me a company car and fuel card so I could freely go to any bike park/trail centre I wished at no cost (other than paying when I get there).
Now I have to pay for fuel and other costs myself, nipping 2hrs down to Cannock Chase has lost its appeal somewhat.
Oh how easy it was to throw the bike in the back or on the rack (if I could be arsed to put the roof rack on and ignore the persistant whistling whilst going down the motorway) then go off (with wife's permission of course ;) ) go round for an hour or two, avoid a coronary, act like a severe asthmatic then go back to the car with a smile on my face, or maybe that was a grimace at the reality of how unfit I still was. (and am for that matter)
Since that sad day when I waved goodbye to my free transport (well I dont see the tax taken out of my wage so what I don't see I don't miss) my cycling ventures have been rare to say the least. I recall doing the Preston Guild Wheel from door to door(ish) which was 38 miles all told. I had good intentions of getting home but I ran out of steam when I got back to Avenham Park and did a detour to Leyland Leisure Centre instead of going back to Euxton to fetch the car keys from a disgruntled other half who had expected me home 2 hours ago, to my sorry state home, warm up, dry myself and refuel.
Other than that the occasional commute into town on the single speed was the extent of my riding in the past 18months or so. Sad sad sad.
However, in August (yes it is 2015 now) After a nice relaxing holiday aboard the P&O Britannia for a week and the usual over indulgence, I came home depressed. It wasn't work related (although my feelings on work is another story), it was my size and weight. I have always gone by shape and physical size rather than the figure you look down on mornfully when you step on the metal slab. They are just numbers, I have never heeded them, as long as I feel physically ok and not like a blob I'm good. However I needed to do something about it as I had let it slip again. As you may have read, I did Lighter Life in 2006 and lost 78lbs in 3 months... yes 12 weeks, or maybe it was 14, anyway it was a lot in a short period, and over the years the baggage has slowly crept back on.
