Olga Korbut takes on Ninja Warrior – apparently…..

So a rather deflating start to the day – there I was all packed and ready to go and then I got a flat tyre. No amount of instant fix pump up canister type things helped ( I’m really up on cycle technology!!!!) and changing inner tubes is hubby’s job. The cycle to work was abandoned. Things could only get better and actually they did. The immersive Greek temple type classroom is coming together and my column rage has abated (for now), having to drive to work meant I had my real ‘big coat’ with me so playground duty was almost bearable and the after work sports meeting was cancelled. Then came year 4 gymnastics when I discovered my inner Olga Korbut – something I never discovered as a kid as I was built like a fairy elephant. By the time the other teaching assistant and I had done our pencil, dish, teddy bear and egg rolls we couldn’t move – I think the kids enjoyed it. It seems the kids really do think I’m some kind of sporting nutter, I looked on in horror as one mum told me her child had asked if he could enter me in Ninja Warrior…….erm maybe not. Still the suggestion of me being warrior like must have struck a chord – I ran my fastest mile since knee surgery – the comebacks on.

Gymnastics and a speedy (for me) mile completed.

I’m playing Netball tomorrow (what am I doing???!?)

Bring it on. 

  
 

The wonder of waterproofs!!

At last, a longer bike ride, granted it was a long way from the 25+ miles hubby and I used to do, but 14.2 miles is a start and this year I will not be letting Uni or work get in my way ( well that’s the plan!!!). Another plus side to today’s ride was my very dry bottom – despite the copious amounts of mud and huge puddles my shiny new mega waterproof shorts did the trick – for the first time in 9 days my backside was just as dry when I got home as when I left – its only taken 4 pairs to find some that actually work.

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My new cycling gear

14.2 miles logged
A short run tomorrow
Bring it on ūüėä

Watch out there’s a swamp monster about …………maybe not!!!!

So I’d just kissed the hubby goodnight and then the alarm went off, at least that’s what it felt like – the 5:45am starts were back. Yep school term has started again, it’s like we’ve never been away. Still, all in all, it wasn’t a bad first day back, I even managed to cycle to work and back – I’d forgotten how heavy a rucksack containing a laptap, Hudl, portable memory, work clothes,  shoes, PE kit and packed lunch was!! I’d also forgotten how much the rain turned my cycle route into a mud bath – I arrived at work splattered, but on the plus side it wasn’t raining and I’d only had to detour twice due to flooding. Coming home was a different story, for one thing it was raining – heavily, secondly it was dark and my route home is unlit, thirdly the rain had turned my already muddy route into a quagmire and even with my mega bike lights I didn’t see the muddy puddles till I was knee deep in them – I arrived home looking like a swamp monster and once he’s stopped laughing hubby offered to spray me down with the hose pipe – I declined!!!
7 miles cycled -The bikes drying out
Short run in the morning
Bring it on

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Janathon day 3 and the amazing waterproof shoes!!

OK, so maybe going out for a bike ride after 24 hours of non-stop rain wasn’t one of my better ideas, but what’s a girl to do when there’s a Janathon to complete? I knew there would be some puddles but did they really have to be THAT deep, a canoe would have been more use. Still at least I had my mega waterproof shoes to keep my feet dry……
You’ve got it, they didn’t work, but to be fair it was the deepness of the puddles rather than the shoes that caused the problems. They do usually work, but then I’m not usually knee deep in water while trying to cycle (slight exaggeration, but if the rain continues who knows). Today, however, I discovered my shoes had other capabilities – like keeping the water in – yep once my feet were swimming – they stayed that way. It was like cycling in water filled wellies,and as for my wooly socks!!! Still that’s another six miles in the Janathon bag – I’m sure the shoes will dry out eventually.
Day 3 done
Work and Janathon tomorrow
Bring it on

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Grunts Groans and Moans

So Janathon Day 3 dawned (is it really only day 3?) and with the boys out watching the mighty reds (Barnsley -in case you’re not sure) I took full advantage of some time on my own and hit the gym for a session ( I think that’s what you say!?!) I’m starting to get the hang of this gym thing now but there is one thing I still can’t get my head round – why do mean feel the urge to make the most ridiculous noises when lifting waits -its ridiculous -what does it prove? There’s the counting groan -onearrghh, twoarrghhh, and the I’ve done it groan – yesarghhhh and the ‘I’maknobheadargggh¬† groan, I made the last one up but you get the idea. In the end I sought refuge in the pool – I’d heard enough for one day!!

Cross training, weight and swimming done.

Off to re-fuel at the pub

Bring it on!!

GrAARRGGHHH!!!!

GrAARRGGHHH!!!!

Better Late Than Never and lost!!!

Image1So much for me starting Juneathon 8 days late, if only I’d realised just how ill food poisoning can actually make you. Not really what you want when you’re in the process of taking exams. Still I survived, just, and after two and a half weeks off work things finally got back to normal. Twenty one days later than planned I was back on the bike, Juneathon had finally started. Shame we got lost on the first ride back (nothing changes) but on the plus side we pedaled a lot further than planned, fast forward a week and we were lost again. It’s all well and good taking new routes but it would be extremely helpful if the arrows on the route actually pointed the way you’re meant to go. Still we were one step ahead this week -we took a map-great help that turned out to be. It was wanging it down, the map didn’t like the rain, it’s now in bits on the kitchen table. I know how it feels!!

Nearly seventy miles done in the last seven days

Feeling Human again (just)

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Fair-weather Fans and Flat Tyres

s1Just where did the last 2 weeks go, even the extra¬†day off didn’t help, another two weeks of not having¬† a minute to spare has passed by. Don’t get me wrong, I¬†like being busy but a¬†little minute to catch my breath would be so¬†nice.¬†I don’t suppose the weather has helped, due to the never-ending¬†running, rugby, cycling and golf the house is always over run with kits,clubs,shoes and bikes, but add this weeks¬†non-stop ‘April showers in May’ and mud, grass and even sand add to the fun. Bliss.

Then there’s been the maths revision, having decided to take the plunge and opt for the higher GCSE¬†paper, the race is on to catch up with all the things the foundation course doesn’t cover. So now my head is spinning. Soh-cah-¬†toa, surds, quadratic equations, cyclic quadrilaterals the list goes on and on and onzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz! Roll on the final exam on the¬†17th June, I can have my life back!¬† Do we really put sixteen year old kids under this much pressure!?!?!

So to today and thankfully,¬†Summer has arrived, for the first time in weeks it was a dry Saturday morning cycle, and also for the first time in weeks, we didn’t get lost! Granted I got a flat tyre that wouldn’t re-inflate, even the spare inner tube wouldn’t play, and I had to run the last three miles home with bike in hand, but it was a beautiful ride. The downside of the beautiful weather was the fair-weather fans were out in force. You know the kind, you never see them in the winter, autumn and spring are a real struggle too. But a hot summer day and there they are hogging the highway (well path, but it doesn’t have the same impact!) Pedalling, plodding and dog walking as if they’ve¬†got all the time in the world with not so much as a sorry, thankyou or kiss my arse when you stop for their killer dog, stop to let them through or shout morning as they pass by. Some people are just plain rude (says me with passerby Tourette’s¬†-I forget they can still hear me when I start to rant!).

A lovely day in the sunshine

More of the same tomorrow

Bring it on

 

Bank Holiday Sunday in the Land of the Giants………

 

 

 

 

So another bank holiday weekend over, not long until the next one, no really it’s not long -try¬†3 weeks!! Not that we’ve done anything special. I’ve spent¬†most of my extra day off washing, cleaning, ironing and studying, it’s my own fault really. Having spent Saturday cycling (no mishaps this week – we didn’t even get lost)¬† sunbathing and reading the papers, it was my intention to get all my jobs done on Sunday while Jack was over in Hull playing rugby -the¬†lure of a trip out to East Hull proved too tempting though. Christ knows why. There were some right sights, and I don’t mean the docks and¬†the Humber Bridge!! Why women wander around in nightie and dressing gowns beyond , but at quarter two in the afternoon complete with saggy¬†knockers trailing on the floor -still¬†it takes all sorts!!! Just to add to the ‘why have I come feeling’ Jack’s team lost. To be honest they never stood much of a chance, the opposition had clearly spent the winter break sat in a grow bag, and there was I thinking my son was finally catching up. They were huge, one had a beard (these are U14’s) and most were taller than two of the U16’s¬†who had come to watch -it’s going to be a long season!!!

With the jobs done it was time to get my head in the maths books again, Construction Loci-always a favourite of mine (never bleeding heard of it!) Still now I know where Tommy can plant his tree, how far a dog can wa

nder on a lead and how to draw some random diagram that means absolutely sod all! Measures tomorrow, I can’t wait, hopefully it will be a measure of something alcoholic!!

had a lovely weekend

looks like a soggy sprint in the morning (the Bank Holiday weather has arrived)

Bring it on!

Back to work In The Morning……….Nooooooooooo!

Just a little bit of mud.....

Just a little bit of mud…..

So that’s¬†it, the holidays are over, just where did those two weeks go? The list of holiday jobs is still a list of jobs, I didn’t really do any of them. It’s the weathers fault, I’m¬†not going to stay inside when the sun is shining, I didn’t stay inside on the days it wasn’t shinning either but I’ve got to blame something. On the plus side the cars clean, the garden walls are painted, the fence is painted, the windows are washed, the bird feeders are re-stocked, the¬†lawn is re-seeded, well it was until the birds ate the seed, they clearly didn’t understand me as I pointed to the feeder! It’s fair to say that I’ve been busy. I still managed to find time to get the bike out but what a difference a couple of days can make.

Thursday it was a sunny day by the canal/river, a lovely, if somewhat muddy,¬†ride out to Dewsbury, except I took the wrong turn and ended up near Mirfield. Never the less I did, as I always do, and found my way back. twenty miles done. I then, not on a purpose honest, ended up running 8 miles with my friend, we just sort of forgot that adding a different bit on would make it a longer run -whoops!! Still I was pretty chuffed, I haven’t run that far in a long long¬†time. Friday I couldn’t walk, my legs felt like they weren’t mine, I had no control over them, I gave them a day off. Yesterday, in complete contrast to Thursday, it wanged¬†it down, back to cycling in a mudbath. Two and a quarter hours of splashing through freezing cold puddles, not another cyclist to be seen (can’t think why) and just as we got back the sun came out!!

Today, in-between¬†trying to pretend I haven’t got a hangover, I’ve been getting the work/school stuff sorted -boo! why can’t the holidays last forever? Can’t complain¬†though -its only 3 weeks and 3 days until the next one. Is it worth going back………..

Over 1oo miles cycled

20 miles run

Going back to work for a rest

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The wrong Path and the Wrong Scene!!

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In my defence I wasn’t actually lost in the true sense of the word, I knew exactly which direction I’d come from I just wasn’t sure in which direction I was going. I am blaming loosing my bearings on a hill – well you’ve got to blame something!!
You see there I was at Walton Nature Park doing my usual ‘I wonder where that path goes’ routine, and as usual it didn’t go where I wanted it to. The first path took me back to a main road, not where I wanted to be, so I doubled back and headed up a little slope I’d spotted. First problem,it wasn’t a little slope, it was just pretending to be, bad enough on foot, on a bike – no chance!! Second problem, halfway up I had to get off and push, there was no going back it was too steep. So I tripped stumbled and cursed my way up, falling over the bike as I went. Once at the top came problem number three, there was no path, not even a funny fanny path – just a steep, downhill churned up mess!!! Fab. So I slid down with my bike leading the way. At last – a path, a path for a motor cross bike – it wasn’t my day!! Still I battled on, I had no choice, it got easier, sort of!!
Next I came to a random wall or two, really strange, looked like the remains of a bridge that didn’t seem to lead anywhere, I may have to go back for another look.
Anyway, I pedalled round the ‘whatever it was’ and straight into the middle of some kids filming something – god knows what, they were all dressed in black with a pile of suitcases at the side. Whatever it was they clearly didn’t want some mad women , splattered with mud pedalling into their scene- whoops. Scene one Take two!!!
Made it home in the end
Might try an easier route tomorrow.
Bring it on!!

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