A quick update

I've been neglecting this blog somewhat, as I have been too ashamed.  I was too mortified at my lame totals to doing a monthly roundup as January was a really measly month.  I let the weather get to me.  I let my sore knees and general unfitness kill my motivation.  And finally I let the huge amount of weight I have put get me down as it made riding that much more harder.

So after an abysmal January,  I decided to do something about it.  I needed to do something and the weather, or should I say the vile winds just weren't letting up, so something else had to give.  Due to a few weeks of DIY in the dining room, there was nowhere to set up the trainer, so that was out of the question.  The only thing I could control and do something about was my diet.

So, just like last year, I decided to set myself another "No Chocolate for a Month" challenge.  Things started well and I was adamant I would refrain from any other sweet treats too - just on weekdays (weekends I would allow myself a sweet-non-chocolaty-treat).  However a horrific few weeks at work put a spanner in the works and I found myself eating rubbish again. No chocolate, but lots of plain biscuits and even some cakey treats.  Like last year, I'm just substituting the chocolate for something equally as bad for me.

So yet again, things haven't changed much. For the most part of this month I have done 2 small rides a week.  However they have all been quite painful and the wind has made things hellishly hard work. I haven't enjoyed them at all - I have just forced myself out, knowing that getting myself back to fitness will be hard work; but even harder if I don't do something about it soon.

Thankfully today bought the first enjoyable ride for a long time.  My knees were in excruciating pain and the wind was brutal but I actually enjoyed it.  I pushed myself just that little bit further - managing to a respectable 17.5 miles.  I also managed to ride that little bit harder - on the last few laps, knowing I was nearly done, I kept giving myself a little push.  Without warning Mikey I just suddenly jumped hard on the pedals and sprinted off.  I know I should have told him, as racing someone who doesn't know they are being raced is a pathetic, but it gave me more of a incentive if I thought I was winning.  Most of the times he could, obviously, catch me easily but after the third or fourth explosion I think he gave up chasing me as when I turned he was at least 30metres back. He said he wasn't trying.... LOL.... I think I was just too quick.