Friday, 24 April 2015

And a sunset ride

And the second ride of the day - a drab sunrise this morning, a drab sunset this evening.
22 miles to a meeting to form a committee regarding aiming to get a new greenway sorted out in the area. It will be a lot of work and will be a slow process, but if we're successful it will be really wonderful.

10 miles to the meeting then 12 off-road dark miles to mums and home. Felt great, although my legs were feeling it after the recent spate of rides, but that's what it's all about; no pain, no return to cycling fitness gain. And I had the first stitch I've had since PE lessons at secondary school... a loonnng time ago. Had forgotten how much they hurt.

Good morning bicycle, good morning world


Dawn chorus. Baby's fed
Short ride to catch the sunrise
It did not blossom


I'm back on the bicycle in full force... as much as I can be with a 7 week old. I've managed a whole 63 miles in the last fortnight. Wow. Unimpressive. But it's not about mileage targets, more the wind in my hair and enjoying the countryside. And trying to maintain some cardiovascular fitness since motherhood seems to mean I'm largely confined to a chair underneath a baby.

I ventured out with the ctc last week for the first time. About half way round I was starting to feel it, but then a road club ride is a different beast to a RSF ride or even a solo ride. My thighs and forearms have dwindled away somewhat which affected climbing the hills. But I didn't dismount and perseverance is the key. 

Since then I've just had very short rides of a handful of miles each since I can fit them in around feeding times and Stephen's working day most easily. Evening blasts and this morning's chilly ride to try and catch a good sunrise - turns out I was about 20mins early- as I got back into bed the sun did in fact bloom into a glowing fireball.

We managed a lovely walk to the pub for tea last weekend and Frank was very well behaved indeed.
He's starting to have a bit more time where he's happy to quietly take things in and do a bit of chatting to us. 
And we're getting plenty of lovely smiles now too. 

This weekend is due to consist of three more rides although the weather forecast is a bit bobbins, but these are rides to places (a meeting and a pub gig) and a club ride I'm leading, so back to cycling business as well as cycling pleasure. Time to reproof my rain gear and dub my boots. Pennine weather as usual.

Thursday, 9 April 2015

Oh the joy of a bike ride

Six weeks after my last ride, today I finally was back on the saddle. It was a tiny, easy canal ride with some walking at the end to meet up with the guys from my cycling club for lunch who were on their ride going up Weets Hill & Thornton Moor.
This stretch of canal is actually quite pretty, but I ride it so often, I realise that I've become blase` about it. Today I was reminded of how lovely it is, and I had that wonderful experience when you've not been able to enjoy your favourite past time for a while, that renewed excitement about every aspect you love of that thing.

Compared to most of my rides, today was a short, easy, pedestrian route, but having the sun on my back, the self-generated breeze on my skin and getting outside when the last few weeks have been mainly confined to a chair or settee, it was marvelous. And it reset my mood too. Tonight's mother duties felt much less tedious and had some joys to them, when lately I've been feeling like they're a millstone grinding my spirit down.

Bike rides make everything better!

And someone has done some serious growing over the last couple of weeks.

No wonder since he mostly does nothing but eat!

Monday, 23 March 2015

Shadow of Pendle

We made it out of the house before 12 and drove to Barley for lunch & a short walk. It was heaving with cars and people enjoying the spring sunshine.  Why did we drive... well the Pendle Witch Hopper bus only runs Sundays between April & October and since Frank's too small for bicycle fun yet, without a long walk, it's the only way to get to the base of Pendle at this time of the year.

I think most people were either heading up to the summit or just taking their families for picnics and playground time since our walk to Clarion House (for a 55p pint of tea) was mainly devoid of people.

Friday, 20 March 2015

Obligatory Eclipse Photo...

... plus a surprise pigeon.

Taken whilst also feeding frank, wedged with one arm.

Pennine foot pounding

The cycling dry spell continues for now. But yesterday we managed to make it out of the house & enjoy the sunshine (after two days stuck in a chair pretty much exclusively feeding).
Yet again Frank slept through the whole thing. I tried a different baby carrier that had been handed down to me; quite a complicated one, but possibly slightly better for him whilst Frank is still so small. The Palm & Pond one will be better once he has better neck control.
I saw the first butterfly of the year and loads of rabbits. Spring is springing!


Tuesday, 17 March 2015


Frank John, born eleven days ago and a whopper at 8lbs.

A long induction and labour, and I was pretty spaced out for the subsequent week.

The cycling through pregnancy seemed to stand me in good stead and I'm bouncing back from the pregnancy and birth pretty well.

At three days of age we had our first little walk. Although Frank slept through the whole thing.

At nine days we had a bigger walk around the hills enjoying a beautiful evening. And he slept through the whole of that too.

At day ten I managed 7 miles of walking with the pram into town & up to mum's. But I am taking things easy in between days where I'm due out at appointments.

Seriously missing being out on the bicycle, but at least I'm being kept well & truly occupied!