Maybe tomorrow

Didn’t the Littlest Hobo always say that tomorrow he’d settle down? Well for me, maybe tomorrow I’ll get out on the bike.  This just won’t do – and its not the British summer that is to blame (though the doomsayers seem to have forgotten the scorching June and Sweltering July we’ve just had!).  No, my particular vice this week is the decorating.  Why o ‘why do Mrs AB and I continue with the pretence that we enjoy the decorating. Okay, so Mrs AB does like doing this stuff but I certainly don’t. But, with the rain seemingly persisting in hanging around the Wolverhampton area contrary to the predictions of the UKs finest meteorologists (a profession soon to be twinned with Psychics and Tarot Readers) its not actually been a bad way of keeping me busy.  Tomorrow offers better so its hopefully off for a couple of hours to stretch the legs.  The big ride is fast approaching and I am now worried about the lack of long distance training.


Behind every champion is a great trainer

Following my post last Wednesday about lack of motivation/commitment/dedication, I thought I’d post this link from the Tour of Japan.  It was filmed by my Tour Ride partner @leadout during his time out there with the Rapha-Condor-Sharp cycling team.  I’m not sure it is the motivational methods that other family members would have written about during their times at Loughborough University but it did strike a cord with the approach I might need.  The words of wisdom @raphaj has to offer would be greatly appreciated in my build up and John, if you are reading, do you fancy offering to run me over on 26th September in North Staffordshire.

Dedication’s all you need

I remember watching Record Breakers as a kid and Roy Castle told us every week that if we want to be a record breaker, dedication is all you need. So here I am, signed up to a 100 mile ride, needing to get out on the bike more often and finding a huge amount of inertia which is somehow getting in the way.  I had earmarked today (or rather this evening as Wednesday is the last day of my paid working week) to get out for at least an hour on the bike.  As I left the house Mrs AB commented on how warm it was, as we got the bus and the train the sun poured in and walking across the University campus it felt like summer had arrived. 

Yet here I am, trying to both find excuses not to go out and/or feeling an overwhelming feeling of lethargy.  I keep asking myself if it’s just me? Have I taken on too much? What would Bradley Wiggins be doing in my situation? 

I know that once I’m out there the feeling is great.  Just how do I overcome that initial hurdle and gain some realistic dedication? Any advice from anyone?