Category Archives: Cycling
Not my average bank holiday
This weekend was lovely and sunny. I don’t think I’ve ever said that after a UK bank holiday before; I’m not sure anyone has… Himself and I made the most of it. We went to the pub for good food … Continue reading
The same but different
You may have noticed that I really love Bumpkinsville. The space, the greeness, the quiet (when the neighbours aren’t making enough nose for an entire town). I love that I can appreciate it all when I run or cycle rather … Continue reading
Enormousness of the calf variety
My sisters and I all have a bit of a weird affliction. It’s our legs; our calves to be specific. They are big. Really big. Abnormally big. We all do a fair amount of exercise too which moves them from … Continue reading
Autumn and scarecrows
Autumn has officially started, so I took a few pictures on some of my escapades over the last couple of days. Fridays’s bike ride: Saturday’s run: And this morning it was all a bit bleak: But I did find conkers: … Continue reading
Bumpkinsville in pictures
It’s that time of year where people are posting pictures of their holidays. I love seeing far away places, but actually, it’s the ones closer to home that I love the most…possibly because those places seem more attainable. As I … Continue reading
it’s all about the speed…
Technology is not my friend, but today it made me laugh a lot. I’m still working hard at the unfatness plan. I will never be particularly good, but I do get some weird sense of achievement at sweating my way … Continue reading
A slightly more accurate portrayal of my holiday
So yesterday I told you about my holiday. Lots of people were kind enough to read my ramblings and quite a few were very lovely and chose to follow my blog as a result. I had some comments on Facebook too…and then … Continue reading
Naked head cycling and a spot of trend setting
For about an hour today, I felt really smug. I worked from home, it was a gorgeous day and I had enough time to take a lunch break for the first time in I don’t remember how long. So, after … Continue reading
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