Tony Wadsworth in his booth at Radio Leicester just before my interview
I have cycled into work today for the first time. It took me just under 30 minutes to get from home to the centre of Leicester. I was asked to go to Radio Leicester with my trusty bike for a live interview about the bike ride on Saturday! Think I did OK, only one slip up! Had a conversation this morning about trying to sneak words in like "sore arse", "juxtaposition" etc etc...but behaved myself! Very conscious too of sounding just like Miranda Hart!
The presenter, Tony Wadsworth made me feel relaxed and I enjoyed the process!
Nearly got knocked off my bike between the Radio Station and work...eeeeek!
Thursday, 6 May 2010
Tuesday, 4 May 2010
5 days and counting...
Well my big British Heart Foundation bike ride is now only 5 days away. I feel prepared, I can easily do 30 miles plus and know I can carry on for a further 25 fuelled with flapjack, ribena and other assorted high cal stuff. I have lost 1 stone 10 lbs so carrying far less weight on my journey and have been interviewed by the BHF about “my story” which isn’t really “my story” at all, rather someone else’s. I will easily reach my £300 sponsorship from all my generous friends.
It’s an early start on Saturday, register at Belvoir Castle at 7am and start cycling at 8am…should be finished by lunch as long as I don’t keep stopping to take photos, go to the loo and chat to other people (nothing like doing it at a leisurely pace hey?) so plan to go straight through with minimal stops and try to keep between 13-15 miles per hour.
Very excited indeed.
So did a big ride on Saturday morning before I went camping, and took this pic on the way just between Illston on the Hill and Goadby.
It’s an early start on Saturday, register at Belvoir Castle at 7am and start cycling at 8am…should be finished by lunch as long as I don’t keep stopping to take photos, go to the loo and chat to other people (nothing like doing it at a leisurely pace hey?) so plan to go straight through with minimal stops and try to keep between 13-15 miles per hour.
Very excited indeed.
So did a big ride on Saturday morning before I went camping, and took this pic on the way just between Illston on the Hill and Goadby.
The Great British Bake Off
Well I have applied to be in the Great British Bake Off and I know I have about 0.01% (or even less?) chance of getting any where I have an inner excitement about it all. The application process has not been as straight forward with them forgetting to attach the application form, having to answer certain questions via email and fill out three pages of our baking experience and over all skills with pasties, pastries, tarts, pies, cakes and bread. The concept being that “amateur” bakers have the opportunity to bake certain things in different locations, for example a loaf of bread in Sandwich (clever hey?). Then you get chatted to whilst your baking by the panel so they wanted anecdotes and then I think the panel decide who should stay and should go…
Can’t believe I have just admitted to applying for a reality tv show? I am usually so critical of them. But I was thinking well over 25,000 people have watched me make meringues surely I have something to share?
Have been baking as well this week for daughter’s birthday. She recently got a cuddly Panda who she named “Pandora” (genius) and I so I thought I would make a Panda based Victoria sponge, stuffed full of jam and butter cream:
I also wanted to do biscuits to share with her friends at various clubs she attends and so created “rude biscuits” after all, her age group do find the concept of pants, bras and knickers highly amusing.
Can’t believe I have just admitted to applying for a reality tv show? I am usually so critical of them. But I was thinking well over 25,000 people have watched me make meringues surely I have something to share?
Have been baking as well this week for daughter’s birthday. She recently got a cuddly Panda who she named “Pandora” (genius) and I so I thought I would make a Panda based Victoria sponge, stuffed full of jam and butter cream:
I also wanted to do biscuits to share with her friends at various clubs she attends and so created “rude biscuits” after all, her age group do find the concept of pants, bras and knickers highly amusing.
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30 miles...finally
Finally hit the 30 mile mark
I think I have been working far too hard on my bike rides…so many people tell me how they did 40, 50 and even 60 miles on a Sunday. I was beginning to think that perhaps I really am quite crap at the whole cycling thing. I had misinterpreted the advice…I heard get into the big gear – you’ll go faster. However, my cadence seemed very "below average" at 60 (reminds me of school reports...Lucy is below average at...) until I did a bit more research and listened to the advice again…this time though I heard “stay in a small gear” and pedal faster! Success, hit 30 miles (although that last few, turning away from home and heading outwards took every bit of inner monologue to motivate myself), cadence raised and speed improved.
I’m on a roll now and with less than a month before the big day feel that the possibility of a 60 mile bike ride is realistic and achievable. I am slightly disappointed I haven’t managed to raise the £300 but there is a fine balance between annoying people for sponsorship and doing something for a good cause and the overall experience.
I think I have been working far too hard on my bike rides…so many people tell me how they did 40, 50 and even 60 miles on a Sunday. I was beginning to think that perhaps I really am quite crap at the whole cycling thing. I had misinterpreted the advice…I heard get into the big gear – you’ll go faster. However, my cadence seemed very "below average" at 60 (reminds me of school reports...Lucy is below average at...) until I did a bit more research and listened to the advice again…this time though I heard “stay in a small gear” and pedal faster! Success, hit 30 miles (although that last few, turning away from home and heading outwards took every bit of inner monologue to motivate myself), cadence raised and speed improved.
I’m on a roll now and with less than a month before the big day feel that the possibility of a 60 mile bike ride is realistic and achievable. I am slightly disappointed I haven’t managed to raise the £300 but there is a fine balance between annoying people for sponsorship and doing something for a good cause and the overall experience.
Wet and windy Bank Holiday in a fabric house
How does the weather know its a Bank Holiday? We booked to go camping some time ago, and remembering what it was like last year made sure I packed the hot water bottles and bought two heaters (life savers!). Chose Sandringham this year and what a lovely camp site (its really worth paying membership to the Camping and Caravanning Club - god I am really middle aged?). We were welcomed by smiling man on a bicycle who took us to our jumbo pitch.
Had a cunning plan, set up netball hoop for girls to play with whilst pitching tent thus reducing stress factor by at least 50%.
We were then visited on our pitch by some friends. They have the joys of a camper van and none of the hardship of being freezing cold and the only solution is to bury yourself in a sleeping bag and resemble a caterpillar at 8:30pm. After our cholesterol filled evening meal from the disposable BBQ we ventured over to see their palatial home, where I went on to consume numerous glasses of wine...(it never looks the same in a plastic cup!).
All very well getting myself into that state but alas, the walk from the toilet block all 300 metres away from my tent threw me and I got lost. Not sure how long I was gone, but late at night all those fabric houses look the same!
So not only did I find people I knew on the campsite but also went to see my colleague Phat Dan do his stuff on Brancaster beach. It was freezing cold and can't quite believe he stayed on the water for 7 hours!
Had a cunning plan, set up netball hoop for girls to play with whilst pitching tent thus reducing stress factor by at least 50%.
We were then visited on our pitch by some friends. They have the joys of a camper van and none of the hardship of being freezing cold and the only solution is to bury yourself in a sleeping bag and resemble a caterpillar at 8:30pm. After our cholesterol filled evening meal from the disposable BBQ we ventured over to see their palatial home, where I went on to consume numerous glasses of wine...(it never looks the same in a plastic cup!).
All very well getting myself into that state but alas, the walk from the toilet block all 300 metres away from my tent threw me and I got lost. Not sure how long I was gone, but late at night all those fabric houses look the same!
So not only did I find people I knew on the campsite but also went to see my colleague Phat Dan do his stuff on Brancaster beach. It was freezing cold and can't quite believe he stayed on the water for 7 hours!
Monday, 15 March 2010
Mothering Sunday
My beautiful children, bringing breakfast in bed and little presents on Mothering Sunday. Then free-time for me to crack on with my Sunday (and new training to get ready for the big one in May) bike ride. Sun shining and crisp air it couldn't have been more perfect. I managed 23.2 miles on Sunday so feel I am building up the mileage still and laugh a little back to day one when I was chuffed to bits at cycling 6 miles, then 10, then 12, then 17, then 19, now 23! I plan to do this route for a while but do find I like a change of sceneary and views and large houses to admire. I included the hill at Goadby...oh my god...
The hill at Goadby is an absolute killer (I decided to cycle on to Glooston and Tur Langton just to avoid coming back up it). My heart rate went to a whopping 184, I had to stand up all the way and was nearly stationary despite peddling. It took a fair few minutes to get my breath back and was relieved to see my friend walking her baby so stopped and chatted for 15 minutes and got her to re-fill my water bottle (I was only 8 miles into my ride!). I love the view the other side of Goadby of the road to Glooston, what you can't see in the photo is the dip in between!
The hill at Goadby is an absolute killer (I decided to cycle on to Glooston and Tur Langton just to avoid coming back up it). My heart rate went to a whopping 184, I had to stand up all the way and was nearly stationary despite peddling. It took a fair few minutes to get my breath back and was relieved to see my friend walking her baby so stopped and chatted for 15 minutes and got her to re-fill my water bottle (I was only 8 miles into my ride!). I love the view the other side of Goadby of the road to Glooston, what you can't see in the photo is the dip in between!
Eeeeeek what have I done?
I thought with all my cycling that I might try a little challenge this year. I really would like to do the Coast to Coast bike ride, but thought I better start at something shorter and more local. So this is it, 60 miles to raise money for the British Heart Foundation, in the Vale of Belvoir (note to self must look at how hilly it is). I've set myself the target of £300 but there is still that thing about asking people for sponsorship that makes me feel a little uncomfortable. But just in case:
So I have started this weekend in "earnest" with the training and, weather permitting (any excuse!) I plan to go out three times a week on the Sunday, Tuesday and Thursday...and where I can't go out make up for it another day.
What made me panic slightly is that as I drove to present at the ITTE Research Seminar in Cambridge last Thursday, as I hit the 60 mile mark on my milometer I thought "can I really cycle this far?" I'm sure I will be able to make it, and are humbled by the experiences of Justin who did a mountainous 1062 miles from the South to North of France after having a heart valve fitted less than a year before (read his Blog here)...so will stop panicking and being so silly and just get on with it.
To those of you who have sponsored me, thank you so much and I won't let you down!
So I have started this weekend in "earnest" with the training and, weather permitting (any excuse!) I plan to go out three times a week on the Sunday, Tuesday and Thursday...and where I can't go out make up for it another day.
What made me panic slightly is that as I drove to present at the ITTE Research Seminar in Cambridge last Thursday, as I hit the 60 mile mark on my milometer I thought "can I really cycle this far?" I'm sure I will be able to make it, and are humbled by the experiences of Justin who did a mountainous 1062 miles from the South to North of France after having a heart valve fitted less than a year before (read his Blog here)...so will stop panicking and being so silly and just get on with it.
To those of you who have sponsored me, thank you so much and I won't let you down!
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