The Sleeping Cyclist

My sleep pattern has been pretty unhealthy lately, averaging under 4 hrs a day for the last week. I never thought that I would nod off whilst cycling though. Untill yesterday morning that is.

I set off on the 30 mile ride home after my night shift feeling pretty knackered and resigned my self to getting into the grind of just turning the pedals over and over and over and over.... The usual sort of ride home except I was even more tired than usual.




As I plodded along a straight bit of road just before Wickwar it happened. I had let my eyes shut for just a second, It felt so good. So I did it again, I was only going to have 1 second of bliss but the next thing I knew I was upside down on the verge with my bike on top of me! I had actually nodded off and veered into the verge on gone straight over the bars. No damage done thankfully but if I had veered the other way, into the oncoming traffic...... Not good.

It certainly woke me up anyway. I stopped in Wickwar for a bit of chocolate and then plodded the last 20 miles home without further incident, thankful that I had not done this whilst driving home from work.

Training Regimes

The Joglers are taking different approaches to to their training. Strangely, despite these differing methods the fittest and fastest seems to be the fattest. Must be natural talent. :-)

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Corrupt Mr Sylvester here

Right, Mr Sylvester here. I've been brought into the team to add some leadership to the proceedings. See I am a manager and Dave and Nick are nurses, get my drift. Dave's not relied for his navigation skills (viva la France) and Nick ends up doing his own thing, he’s not used to peoples company. I need to beat these two losers in to some form of shape. Really joking aside it will be great to do the ride for the Alzheimer’s Society a very deserving fund. Back to the insults. It dawned on me the other day that this indeed could be the last ever ride with Dave and Nick. Come on, as you know times not been favourable for Dave, every day he looks more and more like Keith Richards from the Stones. As for Mr Robinson, his impression of Augustus Glupe from Charlie and the Chocolate factory is quite uncanny, and he’ll soon be sucked up some chocolate pipe. As for me I am finely tuned riding machine, currently being protected by a specialist insulation layer (otherwise know as fat!)

I've just taken out another mortgage getting the bikes services (thanks Rich!) and the training has started (now me tum tum is better) 35ish miles on the mountain bike on Saturday, run this AM, a spin class this evening, wow it was great and so it goes on. I'm in the states next week so no riding, but there is a gym at the hotel and trainers on me feet, so all out effort when back. Oh....assoss cream rules..

Ps Gears sorted on the MTB, sweet