Tag: Col de la Madone

Get with the programme

Sunday, after the departure of my beloved on a 10-day trip to Thailand and Malaysia, I decided to bite the bullet. I needed a long, tiring ride. I set off in the company of two of my girlfriends who were riding part of the… Continue Reading “Get with the programme”

Still pedalling furiously

The professional peloton might be racing again but I’m still training, and I should add that I’m maintaining my fine form. My first event is going to be a sportif  at the end of February on a parcours not too dissimilar from one of the stages… Continue Reading “Still pedalling furiously”

Lazy Sunday afternoons

My beloved returned yesterday evening from a hectic week in the UK. I let him sleep in this morning as there was no pointage, just a club ride to Aspremont. Instead, we decided to ride over to Menton and tackle the Col de la… Continue Reading “Lazy Sunday afternoons”

Really excellent, thanks

Every two weeks my cycling coach asks me to complete a small questionnaire. On a scale of 1 (low) to 10 (high), I have to say how tired I’m feeling, how confident I’m feeling about meeting my goal (London-Paris) and my mood. Generally, I score… Continue Reading “Really excellent, thanks”

Forewarned

The sun was shining, my bike was calling but my programme said “rest”. I couldn’t do it. Having missed yesterday’s ride, my beloved and I sought to replicate it today. We made good time, despite heavy traffic. It took us two hours to ride to… Continue Reading “Forewarned”

Yellow peril

While Spring has arrived it’s been uncommonly windy and it’s blowing the pine tree pollen absolutely everywhere. Yesterday evening, I cleaned and polished everywhere, this afternoon everything was again covered in yellow pollen. It’s a bit of a losing battle at this time of… Continue Reading “Yellow peril”

Swopsies

This week’s training programme has 14 1/2hrs on the bike, on the road. However, I have something of a dilemma. I’m planning on spending all day Saturday in San Remo so, no riding. Yes, I could take my bike and go for a ride around the… Continue Reading “Swopsies”

Rain stopped play

I got back last Friday from a cold and wet few days at a major exhibition in Germany, looking forward to a few hours out on the bike. Goodness knows how I ever spent all those years working long hours in an office. I… Continue Reading “Rain stopped play”

Made famous by Lance

Last year I arrived at the pointage at St Agnès  ten minutes after it had closed, thereby collecting nul points. Something which still rankles! I had cycled almost the entire route on my lonesome. From my map, handily placed in my back pocket; it… Continue Reading “Made famous by Lance”