Turbo Man's Fitness Blog: Time to Kick Back and Relax

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'It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.' Theodore Roosevelt 23 April 1910

Saturday, 28 June 2008

Time to Kick Back and Relax

Thanks for all your comments ref bike shoes and clipping in; I'll post my article in the next couple of days. It's a bit long at the moment and I'm scared you will fall asleep if you attempt to read it all.

It was the Brampton Summer Ball last night and it's midday on the Morning After. I didn't overdo the Magners so I don't have a hangover but I'm feeling very tired. It was a great evening - as well as loads of really good food (and of course I had to try it all, purely in the interests of research of course!) the entertainment was excellent. With a Las Vegas theme the night started with some "traditional" dancing girls, yes very nice but a couple of them looked like they needed a good meal or 2. Very bendy though. We then had an Elvis impersonator - absolutely superb (although I had consumed a couple of Magners by this stage!). After more food, a couple of rides on the dodgems and watching the GDP of a small African country go up in fireworks (no, I'm not a fan of fireworks), it was time for the second band - Manhattan Swing (or something like that). They were really excellent, bags of energy and doing loads of songs that made people get up and dance. Yes, even I managed to get up for some quality "Dad Dancing". I managed to sneak in some more food from the BBQ along with waffles and ice cream before the evening drew to a close. We were around for the early breakfast but I just couldn't face any more food - I was beaten. We had a nice walk back from the Mess whilst I finished off my last Magners and then I had to take the dog for a walk before I got to my bed. Mary had forgot to turn her alarm off so we were woken at 6:30am to Planet Rock radio - just what I really didn't need.

I'm chilling out watching the Moto GP races from Assen and will use the afternoon to sort my bikes out; I haven't unpacked the Dolan since Bala and it needs a clean and some fine tuning of the position before CowMan next week. I then need to give the Litespeed a quick once over as I'm out on the bike with Sags tomorow morning. Time to rehydrate and recover now.

2 comments:

Iron Girl said...: Come on Turbo Man, where'e your article on clipping in and Dambuster? You've trailed it in 3 posts now and still no show. The anticipation is stopping from sleeping!; 1 July 2008 at 20:49
Turbo Man said...: It's still too long.

(fnaar, fnaar!); 1 July 2008 at 23:07