Confession Time
So, here’s a confession, or rather two. I’ve done some training this week, rather a lot. And I actually feel like a cyclist again, so I’ve shaved my legs.
Last Sunday I went out on a group ride to do some hills and in the end did 70 miles of the Wolds finest hills, starting with Acklam which went on for ever and was tough even in 34x23 and then looped with various climbs to finish up Bishop Wilton and then a blast back to York. An enjoyable ride, but hard climbing. I decided more was needed….
Tuesday did a ride to work in Leeds of 24 miles followed by a long ride home of 28 miles so that was a day of 3hr 15mins. Included a couple of big climbs including the one past Harewood.
Thursday was another ride to work of 24 miles and then 34 on the way home, with a couple of hills thrown in again. On Friday more of the same and a nice big ride on the way home of about 36 miles. I say about, cos I did the commutes on my training bike and the computer battery is dead. Must get a new one.
Saturday and another 53 miles in the Wolds again and just about 17.6mph average. Race bike this time with my polar.
In the end that is roughly 293 miles, but I’m not quite sure with the battery problems. I’ve put it down as a training week though. Just need the rain to keep away next week as I’m not going to get out on the bike at the weekend. I’ll be towing our new(er) caravan out to Austria where it will live from now on.
And, whilst I’m fat, I don’t think I fancy Skinny Colin’s (even skinnier now) method of weight loss though. I’ll just get some more miles in. With a bit of luck, I’ll get another work ride in again tomorrow.
Nathan Evington
28/02/77 - 03/11/07
About Nathan
Nathan, was a big chap in more ways than one. He was always to be found at the centre of the action, telling it exactly as it was – loudly!
In fact, Nathan was in such a hurry to make his impact on the world, he arrived on a cold February morning 8 weeks early. He was so premature that he spent his first month in hospital, and at the time was one of the youngest babies in Hedon Road hospital to survive!
Cycling played a huge part in Nathan’s life. He loved the film American Flyers and watched it many times. In it, there is a scene where the main character does the "torture test" which involved running on a treadmill for as long as possible before ending the test by hitting the "chicken" switch. After Nathan’s diagnosis of cardiomyopathy in 2004, he was actually quite excited to discover that he would be required to do his own "torture test" and spent a good deal of time psyching himself up for a good performance. In fact, he was so determined that it was ultimately the doctor, his Mum and the technician who had to drag him off, as Nathan refused to give in himself.
Cycling also revealed Nathan’s talent for remembering facts and figures. He was our very own walking cycling encyclopaedia. He loved to test his friends and show off his knowledge, and he was always the person you would want on your pub quiz team.
Nathan was determined to live life to the full, and unbeknown to his Mum he began playing in a football team a few years ago. The cat was out of the bag when a new football trophy took pride of place on the mantelpiece one evening. Nathan was very proud of himself and his team-mates, although I am reliably informed that Nathan was valued more for his enthusiastic participation, rather than his football talents – which led to his shots on goal just missing the target – 100% of the time!
Nathan was the life and soul of any party and loved to dance. He would always take to the dance floor first, and was quite happy to dance alone. However, his infectious enthusiasm always encouraged others to join him.
Nathan was a kind man, and always generous to a fault – on the benefit of his Mum and brother. He had a very special sense of humour – one he shared with his brother – and left his mark on everyone he met.
Monday, 28 April 2008
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293 miles in a week is obscene!!! I'm with Dez - 293 a month is a good month for me...
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