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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

Sunday 10 May 2009

What a beautiful morning for a bike ride

Wasn't this morning lovely?

I took Bandit out for a walk first thing and spent nearly an hour strolling alongside the sea. It was really nice. After that I went home and had breakfast and then headed out on my bike. The plan was to ride 70km today but after another navigational error I clocked up 73.6 in just over 2.5 hours. I made a basic nutrition error (I didn't have any!) which made the last 10km somewhat difficult. Live and learn I know, I should know better).

The first "proper" training week starts tomorrow and I'm really enthusiastic about it. I hope my work/domestic commitments enable me to train properly - I have trips to High Wycombe and Glasgow this week which will force some adjustments to the programme but hopefully only the recovery ride will be lost. We shall see.
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