Monday, 29 December 2008

Cold's Suck

3 weeks ago I woke up thinking I was on fire.

I thought I had meningitis.

My skeleton was on fire.

What I actually had was flu, but it was officially the worst feeling in the world I've ever experienced bar none.

A weekend in bed followed by a slow recovery until I had to go back to work on the following Friday.

Walking to the shops left me sweaty and wheezy.

The works xmas do and the STW xmas do were ruined for both me and Janet.

I made an impulse purchase of a Kona Dew, it was a bargain, Leon fitted some mudguards and it rides exceptionally well for a £200 bike !

I've coughed so long and so hard that I've pulled muscles in my chest.

I've woke up speechless the last few days, its been a few hours before any noise has come from my mouth.

I have ridden to work a few times now but each time has left me sweaty and wheezy.

I will wait till the new year and then will finally give in and visit the doctor ( I hate doctors).

I desperatley want to ride my bike in the hills whilst this cold snap is still around.

This coming Sunday will see me riding a bike, before and after the todmorden cross race that Chips is organisng.

That is all.

Wednesday, 3 December 2008

time for an update I guess

well, to be honest not much to say, as usual

hardly ridden a bike due to a losing combination of work, weather and just bone idleness

been to Germany with work which as you can imagine was a non stop festival of laughter

Was aiming to get out riding this weekend just gone but freezing fog and freezing roads stalled me completely and the ice has hung around so far all week so its been the car to work as I really cant face the thought of sliding down the road on my arse again.

Xmas is coming and I'm already at the limit of my tolerance for xmas carols and other assorted xmas shit, but on the bright side, friends will be arriving in the north soon for a few weeks of riding and carousing, its time to get my game on if I'm to stay the distance

So, with that in mind this coming Sunday should see me sweating and grunting my way around a loop of the usual, hopefully not holding up the crowd too much, and then the commuting starts again, mudguards are fitted, long legs are retrieved from the back of the cupboard and next year is yet another kick start to fitness (hopefully this year it will happen, yes I'm sick and tired of all my false starts)