Little did I know at the start of last year that I was going to find myself with a distinct lack of time to ride. Well, a distinct lack of free time to do anything really. But it was the pitiful amount of time to ride that I was most disappointed by, especially considering the reason behind that lack of time.
I thought that I didn’t have anywhere near enough free time when I managed the garage. I’d work long hours, and occasionally work 6 days weeks. However the first year of managing a business that was in essence just starting out, I had to put in a lot more time. Every week was a 6 day week. Every day was an early start. I, to be fair, could end up with time in the evenings to ride but was generally too tired to go out. All of which was made worse by the fact that I was spending my working days setting people up with their new dream rides.
I had set out last year to ride 2,013 miles over the course of the year. Despite the fact that I had only ridden once in February, by the time I last wrote a post about it on the 3rd of April, I had ridden 364 miles. I was at that point riding more and pushing myself using Strava, everything was heading in the right direction. I then started at Ubyk 2 weeks later and the riding suffered, my target became harder and harder to reach. Looking back now at the rides I can’t honestly tell you why in October and November I went out just twice. Twice. Even John, who only started riding in February was putting in more miles than I was. In the end I stopped checking the total mileage. By the end of the year I had ridden just 1,417 miles. 596 miles short. 249 miles short of the year before, where I wasn’t even trying.
I didn’t set a target for this year. With the realisation that I didn’t have enough free time to dedicate the time to ride, I didn’t really see the point. By the end of April I had ridden just 11 times and knocked up just 269 miles. But then, however, I had some great news. By June my hours would drop so that I would be working 5 days a week. Spurred on by this I then went out and rode almost as many miles in May than I had in the previous four months put together. My current total for the year, as of now, is 1,321 miles. Now, I’ve got no idea as to if I can get close to riding 2,014 miles this year… but I’m going to give it a go.
I had a text from a friend earlier in the week. A friend who sadly I don’t see anywhere near as much as I should. Anyway, this was the text;
“I just called someone a Gifford at work and they refused that it was an insult….
I went for a wee and when I came back David called me over as he had googled it and found it was interesting that he found an article that mentioned Banbury…
So I went round to his computer and he read it out then they laughed saying it was probably me that wrote it….
Just as I was walking off he scrolled up and your picture was there….. I said thats Richard.”
I had a comment on that very same post earlier in the year from someone called Gary who was writing a Best Man speech for someone who used to use Gifford as an insult too. Unfortunately all he could find on the use of the word Gifford in that way was my post.
Both of my sisters will text whenever they’ve heard that word/name as if it’s only me that finds it funny. I can’t be, can I? Is just that I’m the only person to ever write it down? It’s not as if it’s an insult that I use regularly…
It does make me laugh though whenever I come across the name. Such as in this article
… now this boy is well and truly a Gifford
A well deserved long weekend has meant that I’ve finally been able to put in some good miles on the bike, and begin to try and catch up on my target. Despite the unseasonal weather I’ve tried to push myself as much as I can and have managed to achieve my most successful Strava Segment ride to date, and my first KOM… albeit, for a relatively short downhill section, and shared with four other riders… but still. I’m going to have to get out more, and I will definitely be commuting more. Well, not more often but longer distances when I start my new job in a couple of weeks time at Ubyk in Oxford. More on this soon, but for more info on the Ubyk Oxford Store visit Ubyk on Facebook.
I rode to work this morning, for the first time this year. I’m woefully behind target, and have an endless list of excuses as to why. I will definitely be commuting more, and will definitely be doing some far longer commutes to get myself back on track.
Here’s the link to my Strava profile to see how I get along.
Posted in Bicycles
Tagged 2013, Bicycle
A few new snaps up on Flickr;
A few Holga snaps from a roll I started in September. I actually only finished it in January, in the snow, and it then got lost on the way to developers… Clearly, thankfully, it finally found it’s way there and these are the results. None of the ones I took in the snow came out, only 4 in total did. And I only really like the 3 of them.
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On Saturday the 12th of January, I went out on my first ride of the year. It was also my first ride in just over 2 months. Which is pathetic. I rode for just 19.2 miles, with an average speed of just 14.6mph. Which (to repeat an earlier sentence) is pathetic. To be fair, I did then go out the following day and ride another 31 miles, but with an even slower average speed.
This morning I came across a tweet and thought, I could do that… Well, should do that. 2013 miles in 2013. Last year I did 1,659 miles. Which was without trying. So 2013 should be doable… I just need to find where I left my riding legs.
Oh, here’s the link to my Strava profile to see how I’m getting along.
It’s been quite some time, and I fear that I will leave you waiting a little while longer until the next proper instalment of ‘My fascination:’
However, I went to the cinema last night to see Looper and just had to tell you to go and see it. So that, at the very least, I can write about it without spoiling anything. And, to be fair, so that I can properly get my head around it.
You see, just for a moment, I found that I’d stopped giving my full attention to what was happening on the screen, as I was trying to bend my head around the mechanics of what had happened to the protagonist Joe. It was quickly restored however when Joe said this, to himself, “I don’t want to talk about time travel because if we start talking about it then we’re going to be here all day talking about it, making diagrams with straws…”
To be continued…