Hiya Chippy Choppers,
Little while no blogging, unforgiveable I know but I've been busy and blogging trash hasn't been on top of my agenda beleive it or not.
Anywho, I don't really have anything exciting to report other than I ate some Brussel Sprouts last nights and I also ate some leftover cold ones today - and no not with nutella as that would just be wrong! I think I may well eat a few more cold ones later on as a special treat and wash them down with some green tea.....I love living on the edge. I would actually say that brussel sprouts are potentially my favourite vegetable in the whole world and I definitely class them in my "Top 5" of favourite vegetables.
It's mothers day today, my mumsy is celebrating the day by having a long nap whilst I'm cleaning the house (obviously not right now as I'm typing this trashy blog) - talk about taking liberties! I thought it was a day where Mutha's go about their normal daily chores and just get praise for the work they have done on their "special" day before normal service resumes tomorrow where they just get on with the chores and not expect to receive praise after every little chore they have done.....apparently not, so muggins here is labouring away whilst mumsy has a nice nap. I don't think I can really complain too much though as I forgot to get mumsy a card so I'm getting on with the chores like a good little daughter and trying to avoid the whole card situation. Happy Mothers day to all you Mutha's reading......if I ever get to be a mumsy and celebrate mother's day I think I would make my children do the most awful chores out there....actually I would probably celebrate it by getting as far away as possible from the little brats and drinking a Pina Colada or something similar.
I had to go to Jungle Gym's yesterday. Yesterday was a rather rainy day and it was a Saturday, so that meant Jungle Gym's was heaving - there were also two birthday parties happening in Jungle Gym's whilst I was there. I didn't go there for fun as that would just be really weird, I was actually looking after 2 children all afternoon and they wanted to go to Jungle Gym's so me thinking that was a great idea we went there as I thought I could sit down, chill out and let them run around like crazy nutters, get tired then I take them home.....oh how wrong I was. Firstly, there was no place for me to plonk my bubble bum so I had to stand and watch them run around - wishing all the time I was going down the great big massive slide - and then I had to listen to little brats screaming and crying because they were weak as piss and scared of going down the great big slide. The kids I was looking after didn't cry once however as they are nutters. When they were nicely tired I took them out for dinner and then back home....I'm not sure who was more tired, me or them!!
That's enough nonsense for you to digest for now. I best get back to the chores now whilst mumsy sleeps away the day.
Bye Bye
Sunday, March 18, 2012
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
Ouchie
I rode my bicycle today and had the most horrific back pain I have ever suffered whilst on my bicycle. I was not amused in the slightest and to make it worse I had to do some efforts that are painful enough without back pain let alone with back pain.....I did it though and suffered away like a right little trooper. I'm not overly looking forward to attempting to put socks on tomorrow as I reckon I won't be able to bend my back tomorrow.....hopefully it's warm and sunny so I can just wear jesus sandals all day instead.
I don't have anything else exciting to report so I'm going to go to sleeps now and put a heat patch on my back and hope that it works so my back will move in the morning so I can at least get out of bed.....it will mean that I will sweat like a mutha tonight but that's ok as I'll probably have a disturbed sleep anyway from tonight's powers trainings. Hopefully I'll sleep good though and dream of Nutella and George Clooney - read into that as you wish!
Laters whoppers
I don't have anything else exciting to report so I'm going to go to sleeps now and put a heat patch on my back and hope that it works so my back will move in the morning so I can at least get out of bed.....it will mean that I will sweat like a mutha tonight but that's ok as I'll probably have a disturbed sleep anyway from tonight's powers trainings. Hopefully I'll sleep good though and dream of Nutella and George Clooney - read into that as you wish!
Laters whoppers
Sunday, March 11, 2012
Bicycle Race
Quick short and sweet (much like myself) blog as I'm a little bit busy at the moment ....
I had a bicycle race on Saturday and what d'ya know, I bloody well finished the mutha! I thought I was a gonna after the first few laps as it felt more like a crit than a road race but I remembered something a good friend told me and so I hung in there in the race and it all started to get a little bit easier and before I knew it I was onto the last lap of the race and I finished with the pack. I was however at the back of the pack for most of the race when it was nicely lined out due to the stupid wind and some strong beasts nailing it on the front.
It was good to finish this race and a nice morale boost and has helped me put that ball bag of a race the other week behind me and to keep striving forwards as they say.
Anywho I'm busy so I'm going now. Oh and a quick update on my mumsy, she has a few bruises from her horrificly embarrassing fall in the middle of town the other day but other than that she is fine - thank god I didn't inherit her spacial awareness skills!
Have a fun week all and I'll report back soon
Ta-ra
I had a bicycle race on Saturday and what d'ya know, I bloody well finished the mutha! I thought I was a gonna after the first few laps as it felt more like a crit than a road race but I remembered something a good friend told me and so I hung in there in the race and it all started to get a little bit easier and before I knew it I was onto the last lap of the race and I finished with the pack. I was however at the back of the pack for most of the race when it was nicely lined out due to the stupid wind and some strong beasts nailing it on the front.
It was good to finish this race and a nice morale boost and has helped me put that ball bag of a race the other week behind me and to keep striving forwards as they say.
Anywho I'm busy so I'm going now. Oh and a quick update on my mumsy, she has a few bruises from her horrificly embarrassing fall in the middle of town the other day but other than that she is fine - thank god I didn't inherit her spacial awareness skills!
Have a fun week all and I'll report back soon
Ta-ra
Friday, March 9, 2012
A funny story
Hiya beansprouts,
I'm going to tell you all an amusing story - it's not about me so I can laugh along also, it's actually about my mumsy (poor little mumsy). I sent her a text message this morning to check she is still alive and not missing me too much but more so just to let her know that I'm still alive (she's a bit of a worrier is my mumsy). Anywho, she texted me back and told me what she's been up to the past couple of days and mentioned that yesterday as she was walking to work, went to cross the road between two cars but unfortunately for her she didn't notice the car behind was being towed along by the car in front and what happened.....you got it, she fell over the tow rope and fell flat on her face and had to be picked up by the two men in the cars, oh dear! Poor mumsy, I assume she didn't sustain any injuries, I didn't actually ask but as long as she can stand up to do the ironing and the dishes she'll be fine. As well as a worrier my mumsy is also a warrior! So if any of you reading saw a little lady walking along Castle Street yesterday and then fall over between two cars and you responded with laughter - I'm going to get you as that was my mumsy and no one laughs at my mumsy except for me.
On to today and I rode my bicycle today believe it or not, not for long as I still couldn't be bothered to ride it but I thought I better had as I have another pain fest tomorrow also commonly known as a race. I'm slowly coming out of my black hole from my last race but I've let myself have this week off to do and eat whatever I want and then get back on it tomorrow without fail so I will just see what happens in tomorrow's race and go from there. I've booked myself a couple of UK races also so that gives me a few targets to aim for in training and I can then use the races over here to gain experience.
That's all there is to tell you for now. I'm going to go and finish watching the movie I started watching yesterday, it's called "We Need To Talk About Kevin". It's a bit of a strange movie and the book is definitely better than the motion picture, I would actually say the book is in my "Top 5" of books it's that good! If you haven't read it yet, treat yourself to reading it. Righto, movie and waffle eating time.
Salut
I'm going to tell you all an amusing story - it's not about me so I can laugh along also, it's actually about my mumsy (poor little mumsy). I sent her a text message this morning to check she is still alive and not missing me too much but more so just to let her know that I'm still alive (she's a bit of a worrier is my mumsy). Anywho, she texted me back and told me what she's been up to the past couple of days and mentioned that yesterday as she was walking to work, went to cross the road between two cars but unfortunately for her she didn't notice the car behind was being towed along by the car in front and what happened.....you got it, she fell over the tow rope and fell flat on her face and had to be picked up by the two men in the cars, oh dear! Poor mumsy, I assume she didn't sustain any injuries, I didn't actually ask but as long as she can stand up to do the ironing and the dishes she'll be fine. As well as a worrier my mumsy is also a warrior! So if any of you reading saw a little lady walking along Castle Street yesterday and then fall over between two cars and you responded with laughter - I'm going to get you as that was my mumsy and no one laughs at my mumsy except for me.
On to today and I rode my bicycle today believe it or not, not for long as I still couldn't be bothered to ride it but I thought I better had as I have another pain fest tomorrow also commonly known as a race. I'm slowly coming out of my black hole from my last race but I've let myself have this week off to do and eat whatever I want and then get back on it tomorrow without fail so I will just see what happens in tomorrow's race and go from there. I've booked myself a couple of UK races also so that gives me a few targets to aim for in training and I can then use the races over here to gain experience.
That's all there is to tell you for now. I'm going to go and finish watching the movie I started watching yesterday, it's called "We Need To Talk About Kevin". It's a bit of a strange movie and the book is definitely better than the motion picture, I would actually say the book is in my "Top 5" of books it's that good! If you haven't read it yet, treat yourself to reading it. Righto, movie and waffle eating time.
Salut
Thursday, March 8, 2012
Little Fish
Sup,
Hope you aren't getting too bored of this drivel now, still nothing overly exciting has happened since yesterday, in fact I don't think anything exciting will happen until Saturday when I will no doubt get belled out the back of another nutty hardcore race and have another prolapse!!
I tell a lie something exciting did happen yesterday, I went to watch a pro race and it was bloody fast! It was that fast it was all crazily lined out and the race was shortened because there weren't enough riders left - crazy! The weather was rubbish yesterday so I didn't ride my cycles, the weather is much nicer today but I still can't be bothered to ride my cycles so I'm just festering in my pit instead.....I think Sunday's en disastre has left a nice dent in me and the fact that I know that for the next two months I have nutty hardcore races lined up I've kind of lost a bit of motivation (actually a lot of motivation) and feeling somewhat despondent. As always I'm sure I'll bounce back and get back to my normal nutty self but at the moment this whole experience kind of seems somewhat overwhelming and has taken me back a bit. I know it's very early days and fear not I'm not one to throw in the towel that quickly and easily, I suppose it's the reality of going from a big fish in a little pond to a tiny little fish in the bloody great big ocean and having to learn lessons rather brutally and suddenly. Again I'd be lying if I said that I've not thought about throwing the towel in, who hasn't thought of throwing the towel in when things get tough!? But everytime I've thought about it I've always asked myself how much do I really want to live my dream at the top level and the answer is I want it more than anything! Now just to confirm to any of you reading, I don't expect to be doing well in these pro races, not yet anyway, but I do give mself the expectation of finishing them, call the aim nutty, delusional or whatever you wish but it's an aim and one that I think is bloody hard but realistic and if I don't aim to be finishing them then I shouldn't be here, so that's kind of why I'm feeling a bit down at the moment.
I've felt this way more than once during my short time cycling and a fair few times during my badminton days, the last time I felt like this was when I broke my wrist in a stupid bike crash when a car decided to nicely plough into the peloton. I was so close to quitting after that crash because things weren't going my way but I pereservered through it, albeit with the help of others and got back on track and have done alright since. That was nearly a year ago so to think that my last big low point was nearly one year ago then I'm pretty much due this low point, in fact it's probably long over-due. One thing I have learnt during my low points is not to fight them and just to let them run their course as I know in a few days once I've got myself sorted and my head back in the game I'll be back on it like a car bonnett and ready to endure the pain of the big races and everything else that goes with it. So in light of that, I'm going to sort out my routine over here as I'm pretty sure going to bed at near midnight and waking up at 9am isn't doing me much good! and getting myself over to the UK for a few "easier" races at more my level to keep the confidence and motivation up as I'm sure doing a few of those races I'll soon realise that racing these hardcore nutty races is what I want to be doing and will make me accept the beatings a bit more.
This may all be a bit deep for a blog entry but I said to myself that I'll write the truth and let you all know of the goings on of the life of Kimmy over here in Belge so I'm doing just that. I knew to expect these kind of set-backs before I came as I had the same when I was living by myself in Denmark and I'm sure it's much the same for anyone else living away from home in a country where they don't speak the lingo, I'm not saying that I don't like life over here - I love it and I love trying to learn a new language and culture etc, it's just sometimes having home comforts makes it that much easier.....for example I'm sure if I was travelling back and forth between Jersey and training full-time at home then I wouldn't be feeling too down at the moment but where would the challenge and fun be in that....afterall I'm not here just to ride my bike and try to make it, for sure that's my number one aim, but I'm also here to get a life experience, make new friends, learn a new culture (much like what living in Denmark was for me) and it's something to tell the granchildren - with that in mind I better come out of this low-point pretty quick and make it into the world of cycling pretty quickly as I don't have long left to have little childrens who can then have little childrens for me to tell stories to as I'm getting old and it will be baby time before I know it.
Well there you go, that's a bit more an insightful blog of what's been happening lately and beats the other drivel I've been writing.....I bet none of you knew I was such a deep and meaningful person and a rather complex little character, should this cycling thing not work out then I think I'm going to go into the profession of sports psychology or something similar. Until then though I'm going to build myself back up again, get out of this little black hole, sort my training and day to day life out over here, book some UK races and get back on track with it all and go into Saturday's race with an open mind-set and no pressure of how I do and just see what happens and then focus on the season ahead. After all if I was in Jersey I wouldn't have even started racing proper races yet as the UK races don't begin until April so I'm ahead of the game as it is. And just like Coldplay say in one of their popular culture hits "nobody said it was going to be easy" so I'll just take that Diva Whitney Housten's (RIP) advice and take it all "Step by Step". If cycling or me becoming a psychologist don't work out then I think my third job choice would be writing stuff with as many musical references in it as possible as I'm not too bad at that also. Anywho, those tubs of nutella and speculoos are calling me.
For now, Salut and thanks for reading
Hope you aren't getting too bored of this drivel now, still nothing overly exciting has happened since yesterday, in fact I don't think anything exciting will happen until Saturday when I will no doubt get belled out the back of another nutty hardcore race and have another prolapse!!
I tell a lie something exciting did happen yesterday, I went to watch a pro race and it was bloody fast! It was that fast it was all crazily lined out and the race was shortened because there weren't enough riders left - crazy! The weather was rubbish yesterday so I didn't ride my cycles, the weather is much nicer today but I still can't be bothered to ride my cycles so I'm just festering in my pit instead.....I think Sunday's en disastre has left a nice dent in me and the fact that I know that for the next two months I have nutty hardcore races lined up I've kind of lost a bit of motivation (actually a lot of motivation) and feeling somewhat despondent. As always I'm sure I'll bounce back and get back to my normal nutty self but at the moment this whole experience kind of seems somewhat overwhelming and has taken me back a bit. I know it's very early days and fear not I'm not one to throw in the towel that quickly and easily, I suppose it's the reality of going from a big fish in a little pond to a tiny little fish in the bloody great big ocean and having to learn lessons rather brutally and suddenly. Again I'd be lying if I said that I've not thought about throwing the towel in, who hasn't thought of throwing the towel in when things get tough!? But everytime I've thought about it I've always asked myself how much do I really want to live my dream at the top level and the answer is I want it more than anything! Now just to confirm to any of you reading, I don't expect to be doing well in these pro races, not yet anyway, but I do give mself the expectation of finishing them, call the aim nutty, delusional or whatever you wish but it's an aim and one that I think is bloody hard but realistic and if I don't aim to be finishing them then I shouldn't be here, so that's kind of why I'm feeling a bit down at the moment.
I've felt this way more than once during my short time cycling and a fair few times during my badminton days, the last time I felt like this was when I broke my wrist in a stupid bike crash when a car decided to nicely plough into the peloton. I was so close to quitting after that crash because things weren't going my way but I pereservered through it, albeit with the help of others and got back on track and have done alright since. That was nearly a year ago so to think that my last big low point was nearly one year ago then I'm pretty much due this low point, in fact it's probably long over-due. One thing I have learnt during my low points is not to fight them and just to let them run their course as I know in a few days once I've got myself sorted and my head back in the game I'll be back on it like a car bonnett and ready to endure the pain of the big races and everything else that goes with it. So in light of that, I'm going to sort out my routine over here as I'm pretty sure going to bed at near midnight and waking up at 9am isn't doing me much good! and getting myself over to the UK for a few "easier" races at more my level to keep the confidence and motivation up as I'm sure doing a few of those races I'll soon realise that racing these hardcore nutty races is what I want to be doing and will make me accept the beatings a bit more.
This may all be a bit deep for a blog entry but I said to myself that I'll write the truth and let you all know of the goings on of the life of Kimmy over here in Belge so I'm doing just that. I knew to expect these kind of set-backs before I came as I had the same when I was living by myself in Denmark and I'm sure it's much the same for anyone else living away from home in a country where they don't speak the lingo, I'm not saying that I don't like life over here - I love it and I love trying to learn a new language and culture etc, it's just sometimes having home comforts makes it that much easier.....for example I'm sure if I was travelling back and forth between Jersey and training full-time at home then I wouldn't be feeling too down at the moment but where would the challenge and fun be in that....afterall I'm not here just to ride my bike and try to make it, for sure that's my number one aim, but I'm also here to get a life experience, make new friends, learn a new culture (much like what living in Denmark was for me) and it's something to tell the granchildren - with that in mind I better come out of this low-point pretty quick and make it into the world of cycling pretty quickly as I don't have long left to have little childrens who can then have little childrens for me to tell stories to as I'm getting old and it will be baby time before I know it.
Well there you go, that's a bit more an insightful blog of what's been happening lately and beats the other drivel I've been writing.....I bet none of you knew I was such a deep and meaningful person and a rather complex little character, should this cycling thing not work out then I think I'm going to go into the profession of sports psychology or something similar. Until then though I'm going to build myself back up again, get out of this little black hole, sort my training and day to day life out over here, book some UK races and get back on track with it all and go into Saturday's race with an open mind-set and no pressure of how I do and just see what happens and then focus on the season ahead. After all if I was in Jersey I wouldn't have even started racing proper races yet as the UK races don't begin until April so I'm ahead of the game as it is. And just like Coldplay say in one of their popular culture hits "nobody said it was going to be easy" so I'll just take that Diva Whitney Housten's (RIP) advice and take it all "Step by Step". If cycling or me becoming a psychologist don't work out then I think my third job choice would be writing stuff with as many musical references in it as possible as I'm not too bad at that also. Anywho, those tubs of nutella and speculoos are calling me.
For now, Salut and thanks for reading
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
The Weather
Apparently overnight Belgium moved somewhere near Alaska or somewhere similarly cold as it's bloody cold, windy and miserable weather over here today...so much so that I can't be bothered to train, yes you read that correctly, I can't be bothered to train today. I hate winter weather and I'm well and truly over it after enduring a long winter training away in the little Isle going round and round in circles. For sure I could have got on my turbo trainer but I'm over that also, it's dull as dishwater and I just can't be bothered to train today.....I'm going to train my stomach instead and see how good it is at digesting Cola (that's cocoa-cola for you English speaking goons) , nutella and some Belgian chocolates....call it interval training at the highest level. I'm actually good at eating a lot of junk food - I used to be a right fatty fatty, a few people have even seen a picture of me in my fat days and my god I was fat. I'll try and describe the picture.....I was Fat, the same small height that I am now, that's 5 foot 2inches approximately and not 4 foot 11inches as some tall person once said I was! I had a big fat double chin, my same big Jewish nose oh and my mother thought it would be a great idea for me to have a bob haircut, the evil wench that she was. To enlighten you at how good I am at eating junk food I once ate all but half a slice of a family size stuffed crust pizza hut pizza from pizza hut with chicken and vegetable topping, impressive I know....so today I'm going back to my fatty roots and avoiding anything remotely healthy.
It's weird as since Sunday's disaster I've kind of felt at a bit of a crossroads (10 points to whoever can name the band who sung that song crossroads, and no not Blazin' Squad, the original band that sung it). I know that I'm training alright and going better than I've ever gone before but feel at a bit of a loss when it comes to the races....maybe that's why also today I can't be bothered to train. I think now I just need to race, race and race some more and get that all important experience that you can only get from competition and then it will make the training all seem worthwhile as this week it hasn't really felt that way, I know it's only Wednesday peoples, but I know for a fact that I could be a world champion when it comes to training, as I'm actually not too bad at it, but that means diddily squat when it comes to competition. So yeah I think I'm going to get myself entered in as many races as possible and hit it hard.
Today Jeroen (that's Kristina's boyfriend) is competing in some nutty hardcore race so I'm going to go and watch him race and keep Mariska (Kristina's sister) company. Apparently there is a pro's race also so I'm going to take my baby oil with me just incase they want a leg massage. I found out the other day that Jeroen played an evil joke on me when I asked him to teach me a Dutch word within my first few days of being here.....I had thought it odd at the time that he taught me how to say finger however I was kindly pointed out that the word I had learnt was in fact not finger at all - thank god I never said the word to anyone in conversation - boys do not change from country to country , they are all the same and always ready to play a joke on peoples, fair play Jeroen, I'll give you that one.....however as he doesn't speak a lot of English I think I'll have some fun myself in teaching him some English words, fire with fire and all that.
I think that's enough information you have learnt about me for one day, it's time for me to eat some more food and get off to watch the races and get back on track with it all tomorrow starting with a well-needed diet.
Laters
It's weird as since Sunday's disaster I've kind of felt at a bit of a crossroads (10 points to whoever can name the band who sung that song crossroads, and no not Blazin' Squad, the original band that sung it). I know that I'm training alright and going better than I've ever gone before but feel at a bit of a loss when it comes to the races....maybe that's why also today I can't be bothered to train. I think now I just need to race, race and race some more and get that all important experience that you can only get from competition and then it will make the training all seem worthwhile as this week it hasn't really felt that way, I know it's only Wednesday peoples, but I know for a fact that I could be a world champion when it comes to training, as I'm actually not too bad at it, but that means diddily squat when it comes to competition. So yeah I think I'm going to get myself entered in as many races as possible and hit it hard.
Today Jeroen (that's Kristina's boyfriend) is competing in some nutty hardcore race so I'm going to go and watch him race and keep Mariska (Kristina's sister) company. Apparently there is a pro's race also so I'm going to take my baby oil with me just incase they want a leg massage. I found out the other day that Jeroen played an evil joke on me when I asked him to teach me a Dutch word within my first few days of being here.....I had thought it odd at the time that he taught me how to say finger however I was kindly pointed out that the word I had learnt was in fact not finger at all - thank god I never said the word to anyone in conversation - boys do not change from country to country , they are all the same and always ready to play a joke on peoples, fair play Jeroen, I'll give you that one.....however as he doesn't speak a lot of English I think I'll have some fun myself in teaching him some English words, fire with fire and all that.
I think that's enough information you have learnt about me for one day, it's time for me to eat some more food and get off to watch the races and get back on track with it all tomorrow starting with a well-needed diet.
Laters
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
Jibber Jabber
Hiya Dirtbags,
Not really sure why I'm writing a blog post entry today as I don't have a lot to say, ok I do have a lot to say but it's all useless shiz niz, but I'm bored of facebook stalking (my favourite past-time) so I might aswell write some jibber jabber for you to read. And also because there is nothing worse than being an avid blog reader and finding out their is no new entry to read, it kind of puts a downer on my day when that happens.
Okey dokey, today I got back to bicycle business and attempted to throw some powers down on my little bicycle with my little sparrow legs. I also managed to not get too lost today which was a Brucey Bonus as it was somewhat chilly and the sun was out so I was happy with that.....I did stumble upon one long cobbled road which went on and on for what seemed an eternity. Of course in reality it wasn't an eternity as I'd still be out there now if that was the case, it was probably only about 3minutes long and was bumpy as hell but good fun. It hurt a little bit towards the end, I think I've lost a very small amount of bubble from my bubble bum so I could feel those lumps and bumps all the way. It was good fun though and I pretended I was Tom Boonen smashing and driving along at VO5 level (this is the level I assume Boonen rides those cobbles at), I'm apparently only up to VO2 level but I think it's more like VO1 at a push. Anywho, cobbles over and I saw a nice sign showing me the direction to home so off I pedalled.
The rest of my day has been spent doing a small amount of housework (hoovering if you must know), I'm very good at hoovering and I quite enjoy it. Sometimes I pretend I'm Mrs Doubtfire and dance whilst I'm hoovering but I haven't done that since I've been here in fear of being seen and then laughed at and booted out the house. I also watched a little bit of cycling on the television and then I finished off with a bit of core and flexibility work....all in all it's been a splendid day and the pain and sorrow and self-pity of Sunday has been put behind me.
Well I hope you enjoyed reading this useless and pointless blog entry, and have a nice image of me as Mrs Doubtfire singing and dancing whilst hoovering around the house....or whatever image of me you wish to have in your head whilst hoovering. I'll hopefully have something less pointless to write at some stage, perhaps on Saturday as I have a race on Saturday which is apparently another hardcore pain-fest.
Ta-Ta for now,
Kimberley (that's my real name incase you didn't know and please note the E between the l and y, many people omit the E from the end of my name and it irritates me).
Not really sure why I'm writing a blog post entry today as I don't have a lot to say, ok I do have a lot to say but it's all useless shiz niz, but I'm bored of facebook stalking (my favourite past-time) so I might aswell write some jibber jabber for you to read. And also because there is nothing worse than being an avid blog reader and finding out their is no new entry to read, it kind of puts a downer on my day when that happens.
Okey dokey, today I got back to bicycle business and attempted to throw some powers down on my little bicycle with my little sparrow legs. I also managed to not get too lost today which was a Brucey Bonus as it was somewhat chilly and the sun was out so I was happy with that.....I did stumble upon one long cobbled road which went on and on for what seemed an eternity. Of course in reality it wasn't an eternity as I'd still be out there now if that was the case, it was probably only about 3minutes long and was bumpy as hell but good fun. It hurt a little bit towards the end, I think I've lost a very small amount of bubble from my bubble bum so I could feel those lumps and bumps all the way. It was good fun though and I pretended I was Tom Boonen smashing and driving along at VO5 level (this is the level I assume Boonen rides those cobbles at), I'm apparently only up to VO2 level but I think it's more like VO1 at a push. Anywho, cobbles over and I saw a nice sign showing me the direction to home so off I pedalled.
The rest of my day has been spent doing a small amount of housework (hoovering if you must know), I'm very good at hoovering and I quite enjoy it. Sometimes I pretend I'm Mrs Doubtfire and dance whilst I'm hoovering but I haven't done that since I've been here in fear of being seen and then laughed at and booted out the house. I also watched a little bit of cycling on the television and then I finished off with a bit of core and flexibility work....all in all it's been a splendid day and the pain and sorrow and self-pity of Sunday has been put behind me.
Well I hope you enjoyed reading this useless and pointless blog entry, and have a nice image of me as Mrs Doubtfire singing and dancing whilst hoovering around the house....or whatever image of me you wish to have in your head whilst hoovering. I'll hopefully have something less pointless to write at some stage, perhaps on Saturday as I have a race on Saturday which is apparently another hardcore pain-fest.
Ta-Ta for now,
Kimberley (that's my real name incase you didn't know and please note the E between the l and y, many people omit the E from the end of my name and it irritates me).
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