tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-140188332024-03-07T22:51:20.474+00:00Ranting Cycle BoresMuch like any blog, it's a babbling rant from one person's (or various people's) perspective(s). In this case, it's primarily related to cycling tomfoolery, as that forms an extremely enjoyable part of the contributors' lives, even if the moaning doesn't always suggest it3Ply Staglianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17672487802161077041noreply@blogger.comBlogger155125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14018833.post-21882861459573429462012-07-27T12:27:00.000+01:002012-07-27T12:27:22.315+01:00Replica team kits etc.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Recently I've been emulating my <i>heroes </i>by purchasing and wearing some replica cycling team kit. </div>
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I should point out they're not actually my heroes at all. They're people who get paid to ride bicycles for a living. I'm sure it's hard to do but I'd hardly describe it as heroic. Also, I'm not really emulating them; they don't have to pay for the stuff they wear and they use the top quality versions rather than the cheaper facsimiles I've purchased. </div>
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So, in summary, almost everything I wrote in the first sentence is inaccurate. At best I'm an idiot and at worst I'm a filthy liar. </div>
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I was telling the truth about buying replica team kit. It's something I've only started doing this year. Well, even that's a bit of a lie. I've got a couple of <a href="http://www.teamliquigascannondale.com/2012/eng/main.php" target="_blank">Liquigas</a>, <a href="http://www.rabosport.com/" target="_blank">Rabobank</a>, <a href="http://www.movistarteam.com/" target="_blank">Caisse d'Epargne</a>, <a href="http://www.equipe-cofidis.com/" target="_blank">Cofidis</a>, <a href="http://www.slipstreamsports.com/" target="_blank">Garmin</a> and <a href="http://www.csc.com/about_us/flxwd/74198-csc_cycling" target="_blank">CSC</a> jerseys from a year or two ago but I only started buying other matching items this year. Am I confusing? Am I boring? Yes and yes. </div>
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Anyway, it started with my getting 2011 <a href="http://www.teamlampreisd.com/en" target="_blank">Lampre</a> bib-shorts and a jersey from <a href="http://www.davekanecycles.com/" target="_blank">Dave Kane Cycles</a> in Belfast (which is a very good pair of shops staffed by a lovely helpful, patient with me and my annoying ways, family). That being the case, I may as well start with a bit of a ramble about them...</div>
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<a href="http://www.teamlampreisd.com/en" target="_blank"><b>Lampre</b> </a></div>
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<b>Items </b>- <a href="http://www.totalcycling.com/a-z/shorts/shorts_team/BS_SANTINI_LAMPRE.html" target="_blank">2011 bib-shorts</a> (£30<span style="font-size: xx-small;">GBP</span> @ <a href="http://www.davekanecycles.com/" target="_blank">Dave Kane Cycles</a>), <a href="http://www.chainreactioncycles.com/Models.aspx?ModelID=62778" target="_blank">2011 jersey</a> (£30<span style="font-size: xx-small;">GBP </span>@ <a href="http://www.davekanecycles.com/" target="_blank">Dave Kane Cycles</a>), <a href="http://www.prendas.co.uk/details.asp?ID=3003" target="_blank">2011 cap</a>, <a href="http://www.probikekit.com/uk/pro-team-clothing/lampre-team-clothing/lampre-team-cycling-socks-2012.html" target="_blank">2012 socks</a> and <a href="http://www.probikekit.com/uk/clothing/team-clothing/lampre-team-cycling-bandana-2012.html" target="_blank">2012 bandana</a> </div>
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Manufacturer - <a href="http://www.santinisms.it/" target="_blank">Santini</a></div>
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<b>Pros </b>- The gripper on the bib-shorts is good and the items all fit me well (although that might say as much about me as it does about the clothing)</div>
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<b>Cons </b>- Although it's better than it looks, the chamois/insert on the bib-shorts is rather basic and might not be particularly suitable for regular long rides</div>
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<b>Overall </b>- For what I paid, I shouldn't complain at all but undoubtedly shall. <a href="http://www.santinisms.it/" target="_blank">Santini</a> makes a bit of a fuss about all its items being produced in Italy but I don't think the quality of the items is any better than those made elsewhere. If anything, its quality is around the lower end of replica kit I have. It looks the part and is, at the very least, functional but there are higher quality team replica kits out there at similar prices. It does, however, look great. I love the aesthetic of the <a href="http://www.teamlampreisd.com/en" target="_blank">Lampre</a> kit.</div>
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Right, that's enough of that for now. While writing, I found I was even boring myself. I'll witter about some other replica kit in the future OR maybe I won't because it was pretty darned tedious.</div>3Ply Staglianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17672487802161077041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14018833.post-87609368061217425072012-06-14T12:51:00.002+01:002012-06-14T21:28:00.752+01:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Lately it seems almost all of Europe has been subjected to wretched horrid wet weather. Unsurprisingly we haven't avoided any of it here. As a result, my cycling excursions have been limited for the last couple of weeks.</div>
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I got complacent during a few hot dry weeks and forgot we normally have cold wet weather. I wasn't the only imbecile. Everybody seemed to be straight out in their shorts, short sleeves etc. Basking in the sun with no memory of the previous weather conditions was de rigueur for a short but glorious period of time.</div>
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<i>[Apologies in advance for the boring statistics you're about to read or choose not to read]</i> Beginning on Saturday the 19th of May at 9-41am, I cycled a route I do from time to time. I wore bib-tights and a winter jersey with a baselayer below. The temperature averaged 10.8°C/51.5°F for my excursion with a minimum of 6°C/42.8°F and a maximum of 17°C/62.6°F (which lasted about a minute and was right at the end of my cycle). Setting out at 9-42am on Saturday the 26th of May, I cycled almost exactly the same route, in shorts and a short sleeved jersey, and the average temperature was 25.8°C/78.4°F. The minimum was 21°C/69.8°F and the maximum was a whopping 32°C/89.6°F (again for a very short period right at the end of the cycle). Much as I like it, I'm not sure my <a href="https://buy.garmin.com/shop/shop.do?cID=160&pID=69043" target="_blank">Edge 800</a> is one hundred percent accurate with temperature but, assuming it's vaguely correct, how are such changes in temperature in a mere week even possible? </div>
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It's now (as you can tell from the date on this post) the middle of June. I went out for a cycle yesterday and had to wear a long sleeved baselayer below a short sleeved jersey and a pair of 3/4 length bib-knickers to cope with an 11.2°C/53.2°F average temperature. This is all rather discombobulating. I seem to remember there being definite seasons when I was a child. Perhaps it's a <i>rose tinted memory</i> and we've always had crazy temperature changes. Whilst on the subject of weather; Do you know lots of people who obsess over the weather despite not partaking in any activity which the weather affects? It seems loads of people gripe and moan about the terrible weather even though they spend almost their entire lives indoors. If I didn't want to do anything outdoors, I don't think the rain would bother me too much. </div>
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Despite the weather grumbles, I managed to get out for a cycle last Sunday. Normally Sunday is the day we'd go out with one of the local clubs but I was trying out a new pair of <a href="http://www.northwave.com/eu/shoes_det.php?itemid=1003&catid=1&area=1" target="_blank">Northwave 'Extreme Tech'</a> shoes and didn't think my stopping constantly to adjust my cleats would be popular on a club run. I bought them because the <a href="http://www.diadora.com/en/detail/29/46/322/cycling/shoes/proracer20.html" target="_blank">Diadora 'ProRacer 2.0'</a> shoes I bought a couple of months ago have started to hurt <i>that bony bit</i> on the top-right of my left foot. The <b>Diadoras </b>have got a little plate where the adjustable strap anchors and it has hurt my foot far more than one might imagine. It really is quite close to agony to attempt to wear the shoes. I tried e-mailing <a href="http://www.chainreactioncycles.com/" target="_blank">Chain Reaction</a> (where I bought them) ten days ago and was told they were going to contact <b>Diadora </b>and get back to me. I'm still waiting. That's not good customer service. Besides, what useful insights are <b>Diadora </b>going to share? Will they send me some <i>magic dust</i> to sprinkle over the problem area and make everything okay?</div>
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Anyway, I'm wittering and should get back to my original point... I was out cycling last Sunday. While cycling uphill on a skinny country road, a car was hurtling downhill (toward me) at quite a pace. I did that<i> invisible basketball dribble</i> with my right hand to signal for the driver to slow down a bit. He didn't. Rather than brake, he decided to <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Finger_%28gesture%29" target="_blank"><i>flip me the bird</i></a>. Not pleased by this, I returned his <i>bird </i>with one of my own. Apparently it was okay for him to do this to me (and risk my life by nearly driving into me at speed) but my return of his gesture was <i>beyond the pale</i>. The ignoramus (the one in the car, not the one on the bike) stopped his car and began to reverse toward me. I, being a wuss, was rather frightened at the prospect of being punched/beaten/run over and kept cycling on as I had been. Thankfully the Neanderthal only reversed a little and then drove on but it reminded me, when cycling, it pays to have a long fuse and a short memory. </div>
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We're so vulnerable when out on our bikes, compared to those driving large metal machines. If people shout abuse, drive dangerously, gesture in a less than pleasing manner etc. it seems the safest course of action from the cyclist is complete inaction. It's not easy to ignore someone who is being aggressive and bullying toward one but pressing on and trying to forget about it is probably the best thing to do. It's frustrating. People, of course, should not be treating one another in such a manner and people who do treat other likes that certainly shouldn't be behind the wheel of a motor vehicle. Unfortunately they are and all we can do is try to make our cycles as enjoyable and safe as possible. As my <a href="http://cyclebore.blogspot.co.uk/2012/06/blimey.html" target="_blank">almost blown rear tyre</a> has shown me, there are enough potential dangers for cyclists outside the actions of others without enraging some idiot stranger too.</div>
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Sorry about writing quite so much and thanks for reading. </div>3Ply Staglianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17672487802161077041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14018833.post-2432384959872830142012-06-13T23:13:00.000+01:002012-06-13T23:13:46.655+01:00Blimey! That gave me a start<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I got home today, after a cycle with my good lady, and discovered my rear <a href="http://www.schwalbe.co.uk/" target="_blank"><b>Schwalbe Ultremo R.1</b></a> tyre was rather the worse for wear.</div>
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I know tyres have to wear at some point in their <i>career </i>but there was absolutely no warning until I got home, went to clean my tyres (which I do after practically every ride) and discovered a kind of <i>wobbly bulge</i> and an area, about half a centimetre by a centimetre and a half, with absolutely no rubber on it. </div>
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According to my bike computer, I have done 1921.84 miles on the <b>Schwalbes</b>. Is it normal for a tyre to go kaput around that point? Shouldn't there be some sort of warning it's going to happen? I feel very lucky they didn't cause an accident. </div>
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I've ordered a pair of <a href="http://www.conti-tyres.co.uk/conticycle/ti%20grand%20prix%204000S.shtml" target="_blank"><b>Continental GP4000S</b>s</a>. Are they likely to last me any longer than the <b>Schwalbes </b>did? I thought the <b>Schwalbes </b>seemed to <i>roll </i>reasonably well (in as much as any tyre does when I'm pedalling) and didn't have a problem with them on that front. I'd simply have liked a safer <i>signal </i>when it came to changing them. If the <i>wear indicator</i> on the <b>Continentals </b>is worth anything, that will be good.</div>
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Anyway, the moral of the story is to check your tyres almost constantly and don't get complacent. </div>3Ply Staglianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17672487802161077041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14018833.post-7596460672223817862012-05-17T16:07:00.003+01:002012-05-18T18:03:58.055+01:00P is for...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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As <strike>threatened</strike> promised, <b>P is for Purchasing</b>. I'm going to write some more ill informed opinion about something I've bought recently. What a <i>treat </i>this must be for you.</div>
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Today's subject is <a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_102116876" target="_blank">Castelli's</a><a href="http://castelli-cycling.com/en/products/detail/357/" target="_blank"> Fondo bib-tights</a>. Before I go any further, I'll ruin it by telling you, in almost the words of <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tony_the_Tiger" target="_blank">Tony the Tiger</a>, '<i>They're frickin' great!</i>'.</div>
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I'd rather not have to wear bib-tights in the middle of May but, if I've got to, these are great bib-tights to find myself wearing. </div>
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Unlike <a href="http://cyclebore.blogspot.co.uk/2012/05/p-is-for.html" target="_blank">some other bib-tights I could mention</a>, the <b>Fondo </b>tights are a marvellous fit; they may well be the best fitting cycling item of clothing I own. No <i>flapping </i>or <i>loose crotches</i> with these tights. They're snug and extremely comfortable while allowing full freedom of motion. I don't find myself having to adjust them at all once they're on and the <b>KISS3 </b>chamois more than does its job. </div>
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At the risk of sounding like a complete <a href="http://cyclebore.blogspot.co.uk/2012/03/p-is-for.html" target="_blank">pervert</a>, it seems to diminish that awful smell of one's sweaty gusset extremely well. If I give it a quick sniff upon getting home, it's not absolutely rancid. Who even knew that was possible? In addition to being fairly stink free, the <b>KISS3 </b>(despite being fairly thin and unobtrusive) is remarkably good in terms of comfort. </div>
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The tights themselves are splendid. They seem to give me the most support where needed and allow my blood to flow where it's supposed to be going. Although not of the super warm variety, they definitely keep me snug and happy in the <a href="http://castelli-cycling.com/en/products/detail/357/" target="_blank">temperatures suggested on the Castelli website</a>. They don't have any special windproofing qualities (or pretend to) so an additional pair of windproof tights might be wise to own for blustery conditions OR maybe looking out the window, saying "<i>It's a bit windy, I think I'll stay inside</i>" would be even more wise. </div>
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As an indication of how highly I regard these bib-tights; I've bought six pairs of them. That's not to be taken entirely out of context. I should point out I haven't payed the <b>£109</b><span style="font-size: xx-small;">GBP</span> RRP (or close to it) for any of them. I firstly bought two plain black pairs from <a href="http://www.probikekit.com/uk/" target="_blank">ProBikeKit</a> for <b>£59-40</b><span style="font-size: xx-small;">GBP</span> each and then noticed <a href="http://www.evanscycles.com/" target="_blank">Evans</a> (as in the bike shop rather than the <a href="http://www.evans.co.uk/" target="_blank">clothes shop for the medium to larger lady</a>) was selling them for (including a 15% discount offer at the time and some <a href="http://www.quidco.com/" target="_blank">Quidco</a> cashback) less than <b>£50</b><span style="font-size: xx-small;">GBP</span> a pair. That being the case, I bought another four pairs from there (one in blue and three in <i>Italian Flag</i>). Smashing! All in all, I got six pairs of <b>Fondo </b>bib-tights for the RRP of three. Hoorah! </div>
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At the time of writing this, <a href="http://www.evanscycles.com/products/castelli/fondo-bibtight-ec025139" target="_blank">Evans</a> is still selling them for <b>£59-99</b><span style="font-size: xx-small;">GBP</span> and currently has a 10% discount on top of that. If you're interested, you could do a lot worse. </div>3Ply Staglianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17672487802161077041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14018833.post-85013607135233187512012-05-10T15:34:00.001+01:002012-05-10T15:34:35.794+01:00Ranting, cycling and boring<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Heed the warning (on your left). I am about to rabbit on, in a completely uninteresting manner, about cycling nothings. </div>
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Today, I find myself sitting indoors as constant rain spatters the world outside me. I'm not grumbling. It could be a lot worse. I've been drinking overly sweet coffees and am currently watching live coverage of the <a href="http://www.gazzetta.it/Speciali/Giroditalia/2012/en/" target="_blank">Giro d'Italia</a> (often my favourite annual sporting event) on <a href="http://uk.eurosport.yahoo.com/cycling/" target="_blank">Eurosport</a>. Life isn't too bad at all. Besides, I got out for a great cycle yesterday and my legs would probably appreciate the rest. They're not as young as they once were. </div>
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I've had the pleasure of getting out on my bicycle a reasonable (for me) amount recently. Unlike a lot of neighbouring countries, it has generally been quite dry here. Sure, we've had strong winds but (as an old man once said to me about hills) you've got to try to look at that as an <i>investment</i>; It might be in your face on the <i>outward leg</i> of your journey but you'll be glad of it on the way home. That's the theory anyway. I'm not sure it works quite like that in reality. Yesterday was extremely calm and I found that considerably preferable.</div>
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So, what have I been up to in my unexciting word of cycling excursions? Probably the main <i>event </i>which happened (or <i>almost happened</i>) was last Saturday. I was out cycling on my own in a <a href="http://www.foska.com/test-dummy-winter-cycling-jersey.html" target="_blank">bright yellow jersey</a>, coming down a little bit of a downhill and about to pass through a crossroads where I had right of way. Yep, we can all see where this is going. As I was coming downhill, I had good visibility and could see a small van (one of the wee vans with a <i>car type front</i> and <i>van rear</i>, if that makes sense) stopped at the end of the road to my right. The driver sat there for maybe five seconds or more and then pulled out, to his right, just as I was about to pass. </div>
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Thankfully I got the registration and was able to give it to the police along with a basic description of the driver. I found the police surprisingly helpful. That's not to say I expected them to be deliberately unhelpful. I simply imagined I'd get a '<i>Sorry, we can't really do anything about it</i>' response. Instead they said it was terrible, I should be able to cycle without fear on the roads and they will try to track down the driver and have a word with him to let him know he's on file and this sort of behaviour is not acceptable. That's better than I imagined. I understand they can't prosecute with nobody else there as an eyewitness or without a confession from the driver himself. It turns out the van is registered to a company. With any luck, the driver will get in trouble with his bosses and possibly face some sort of disciplinary action there. Well, I live in hope. </div>
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Obviously I was able to keep everything together and not get run off the road (just about) but it seems likely the intent of the driver was to try to get me to crash. Especially with my coming downhill at reasonable pace, that could have been pretty nasty. Even if the intent wasn't there and it was merely that the driver didn't notice me, I'm not sure that's any better. If people are driving about who can't see cyclists in bright jerseys, it would be nice to stop them driving around at all. </div>
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What else have I been up to? I've been getting a few more miles with those <a href="http://www.time-sport.com/" target="_blank">Time</a> pedals I did <a href="http://cyclebore.blogspot.co.uk/2012/04/p-is-for.html" target="_blank">a fumbling review</a> of recently and continue to be impressed. One tiny <i>niggle </i>(actually less than a niggle but I can't think of a word <i>lighter </i>than niggle) is how I seem to be able to <i>half-clip</i> in from time to time. It doesn't happen terribly often but it would be better if it didn't happen at all. It may well be down to me and my clumsiness. What will happen is, I'll try to clip in and my cleat will get to a point where it's kind of <i>in </i>the pedal but doesn't feel fully engaged. I then seem to have to unclip and clip in again. It's not a big problem and, as I mentioned, may be down to my poor motor skills. Even when it is <i>semi-clipped</i>, I can still pedal happily enough; I just wouldn't like to have to rely on it when standing. </div>
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I was lucky recently; <a href="https://buy.garmin.com/shop/shop.do?pID=15490&ra=true" target="_blank">my heart rate strap</a> stopped working. That, in and of itself, doesn't sound particularly lucky. However, it stopped working eight days before the warranty would have run out and I was able to get a replacement. Being me, I had (of course) ordered a replacement strap as soon as it stopped working and ended up with a second strap. That wasn't bad news for <a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636068100763135521" target="_blank">KG</a> as it means she was able to switch her <a href="https://buy.garmin.com/shop/shop.do?pID=1224" target="_blank">old heart rate strap</a> for one of the new softer fabric ones. Plus, it means the old strap is there as backup if either of the new ones stops working. It's all good, as I believe I once heard a person say, possibly in a film.</div>
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On the subject of <b>KG</b>, I'm sorry to say she's been experiencing a bit of knee pain recently herself. She cut a few (uphill) miles off the end of yesterday's cycle to attempt to save her knee a bit. Here's hoping she doesn't continue to have any bother with it. Some stretching, overuse of <a href="http://www.biofreeze.com/" target="_blank">Biofreeze</a> and and strengthening exercise should help matters. </div>
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I've been reading the book <a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/French-Revolutions-Cycling-Tour-France/dp/0099433826" target="_blank">French Revolutions: Cycling the Tour de France</a>. Have you read it? I initially started reading our copy of it quite a few years ago, decided I didn't like <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tim_Moore_%28writer%29" target="_blank">Tim Moore</a> (the author) very much and stopped. I decided to go back to it recently and, while I'm still not overly enamoured with the author, I find parts of the book fairly interesting and amusing. Some of the book, I'd say, should be taken with a pinch of salt. I fear <b>Moore </b>is a fibber at best and outright liar at worst. <b></b>He's a difficult man to like and gives many reasons not to but it's still reasonably entertaining reading at times, if a little drawn out to fill pages (says <i>Mr. Pot </i>about <i>Mr. Kettle</i> although, with my being merely some unread <i>internet random</i>, I don't feel any guilt about doing so). </div>
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Another one of my <i>feeling manly without any good reason about repairing my bike</i> moments happened the other day. I'd been having a spot of bother with my forks jiggling about a little. To explain a bit better; if I had my front brakes on, there was a millimetre or two of motion if I tried to move my bike forward and/or backward. Oh and there was an unpleasant clicking noise too. Well, the noise wasn't unpleasant so much as the reason behind the noise. A nice man in a bike shop told me it was probably due to the headset being a bit loose inside the steerer. He then showed me a couple of different types of headset so I could understand how they gripped the inside of the steerer. Thankfully the headset on my bike was of the <i>easy to adjust yourself with an allen key</i> variety. Despite getting confused twice in a row and letting part of the headset fall down into the tube, I finally managed to understand anti-clockwise turns tightened the unit in place, did that, replaced the stem and spacers and, amazingly, it seems good.I was able to fix it in a matter of a few minutes. Just goes to show what a tiny iota of passed on knowledge can do. It saved me the time and money of having to take the bike to a professional and means I don't have to be without it for a day or two. Hurrah! The world is wonderful. </div>
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I think that's quite enough of my <i>witterations </i>for now. For anyone reading, it must be like receiving a really boring e-mail which wasn't actually intended for you. Thanks for your patience. </div>3Ply Staglianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17672487802161077041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14018833.post-74412976474863402902012-05-02T10:36:00.001+01:002012-05-02T10:44:10.812+01:00P is for...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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It's for <b>Purchasing </b>again. As promised/threatened, I'm going to write a blathering load of auld muck about some stuff I've bought in the past couple of months. This time, I'll witter about a couple of pairs of bib-tights.</div>
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<a href="http://www.craft.se/index.php?id=5&L=0&tx_mdb_pi1[view]=viewLVL3&tx_mdb_pi1[lvl1]=Craft&tx_mdb_pi1[lvl2]=Layer%203&tx_mdb_pi1[pageid]=162110&tx_mdb_pi1[lvl3]=Bike" target="_blank"><b>Craft Performance Bike Storm Bib-Tights</b></a></div>
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As their <i>catchy </i>name suggests, these are some windproof bib-tights made by the company <a href="http://www.craft.se/" target="_blank">Craft</a>. What do I think of them? As I'm lazy, I'll copy and paste the overlong review I did for <a href="http://www.probikekit.com/" target="_blank">ProBikeKit</a> and they seem to have chosen not to post.</div>
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<li>Windstopper type fabric does, as suggested, stop the wind.</li>
<li>Tights are generally warmer than the thin material at the back (<i>windstopper </i>at the front) might suggest.</li>
<li>Chamois, while not outstanding, is at least 'good enough'. There are
superior chamois available but it's definitely comfy enough to go for a
few hours on the bicycle without any pain or problems.</li>
<li>Stitching etc. seems good and the general quality of the bib-tights is fairly high.</li>
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<li>A bit of a <i>weird</i> fit. I'm about 5' 10"/1.78m tall and weigh around 152
lbs/69Kg. I bought size <i>medium </i>and they're pretty loose round the legs and a little <a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/totp2/ugotthelook/hammer.shtml" target="_blank"><i>MC Hammer</i></a> at the gusset. <br />I don't think it's merely my stick-like
bird's legs causing problems; they're a snug fit in other bib-tights. I
wonder if it's partly to do with the <i>windstopper </i>fabric. It doesn't
seem to have the same <i>stretch </i>as the likes of Lycra and might not pull
so taught to one's legs. Or, alternatively, I could be completely wrong.
Whatever the case, the bib-tights aren't as snug as fit as one might
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In summary; I think the RRP (<b>£107 </b><span style="font-size: xx-small;">GBP</span>) on these bib-tights was a tad on the high
side, given their 'fitting' concerns but the <b>ProBikeKit </b>sale price (<b>£70-20</b> <span style="font-size: xx-small;">GBP</span> when I bought them but up to <b>£97-20</b><span style="font-size: xx-small;"> GBP</span> at the time of posting this) is
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The <i>looser legs</i> and <i>low slung crotch</i> aren't really a major problem when pedalling (although there is the odd bit of <i>catching on the end of the saddle</i> to annoy one with). It generally takes a bit of 'hiking up' to
get into a comfortable position before setting off and never sits quite
as one would desire. If one has huge, thick but quite short,
legs s/he'll probably find they're an excellent fit. Otherwise, s/he'll
probably discover a smaller size would fit the girth of his/her legs better
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I hope that's of some use. Apologies for wittering.</div>3Ply Staglianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17672487802161077041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14018833.post-54293932685979694252012-04-30T13:21:00.000+01:002012-04-30T13:31:53.353+01:00P is for...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">
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<b>P is for Panda</b> but, in this case, it isn't actually for panda. I merely liked the image of the panda and nabbed it from a <b>Google Images</b> search. <b>P is for Plagiarism</b>. I wish I had a superb panda/cycling related anecdote to share but I don't. If you'd like to write such a tale yourself and share it with me, please do so in the comments section (below). The best answer wins absolutely nothing (as does the worst and all the non-answers).</div>
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My <b>P </b>this time is for <b>Purchasing</b>. Yes, I've done that one before but sure this whole blog is nothing but repeated rambling witters about vaguely cycling related bits and bobs. Don't start complaining now. If you weren't moaning right at the start, you're too late.</div>
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Being the <i>exciting chap</i> I am, I've recently bought <i>some stuff</i>. Please excuse my technical terminology. I have (as already noted) bought a new <a href="http://cyclebore.blogspot.co.uk/2012/03/new-shoes.html">bike</a> (albeit for my beloved/other half/'er indoors etc. etc.) and some <a href="http://cyclebore.blogspot.co.uk/2012/03/addendum.html">wheels</a> recently but I'll write about <i>other stuff</i> rather than cover them again.</div>
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I decided I'd share my first impressions on some of the <i>stuff </i>I've bought. To call these reviews would be very flattering; they're more <i>gibbering thoughts</i> than anything. Maybe they'll be useful, maybe they won't. Either way, they fill space, give me something to do and prove I'm still alive.</div>
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<b><a href="http://www.time-sport.com/product-sheet-i-clic%C2%B2-carbon.2.0.idp.175.html" target="_blank">Time I-CLIC Carbon</a> </b>pedals <span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><br />(NB that link goes to information on this year's version of the pedals. They're not terribly different from the pedals I bought)</i></span><br />
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I'd been using <a href="http://www.roadbikereview.com/cat/drivetrain/pedals/look/a-5-1/prd_145866_2503crx.aspx" target="_blank"><b>Look A5.1</b> pedals</a> for the past while and, although they were fine at the time, they're a tad antiquated and heavy by today's standards. That being the case, I decided to change to something more modern. Would I stay with <b><a href="http://www.lookcycle.com/en/uk/route/pedales.html" target="_blank">Look</a> </b>pedals and go <b>Keo</b>, choose <a href="http://cycle.shimano-eu.com/publish/content/global_cycle/en/nl/index/products/pedals/road.html" target="_blank"><b>Shimano SPD SL</b></a>, maybe <a href="http://www.speedplay.com/" target="_blank"><b>Speedplay</b></a> and their zany <i>pedal clips into the cleat</i> craziness (obviously I didn't do any of those and the questions were rhetorical) or possibly the likes of <a href="http://www.time-sport.com/" target="_blank"><b>Time</b></a>? The world was my <a href="http://sco.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oxter" target="_blank"><i>oxter</i></a>. </div>
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So, off I popped to some local bike shops (that could be the start of an awful rhyme) to see what each pedal had to offer. It appears they primarily offered something very similar; a large triangular plastic cleat. <a href="http://www.speedplay.com/" target="_blank">Speedplay</a>, of course, was different but we'll mention their <i>twisted perversions</i> no longer. Ultimately my choice of <b>Time</b> hinged on three points:</div>
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<i>a) </i>Absolutely lovely guy in shop (and his equally charming brother in their other shop) said he'd been using <b>Time</b> because he suffered knee problems in the past and found <b>Time</b> pedals good for alleviating that. That led me to think "<i>Hmmm. I've had a bit of knee bother myself...</i>" (who hasn't?) "<i>...they might be a suitable choice for me too</i>".</div>
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b) I'd tried <b>Look </b>(albeit not <b>Keo</b>) and my <i>good lady</i> has <b>Shimano SPD SL </b>on her bicycle. I wanted to try out a make I had no experience with. </div>
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<i>c)</i> This is probably the most important point; I thought they looked good. They're black, pointy and sleek looking. I wanted to see them on my bike. Even if I can't pedal to any level, I want my bike to look as good as I can on the budget I have. It spends the vast majority of its time sitting around hoping I don't get back on it or pleading to be cleaned. Why not let it look as good as it can during those times? </div>
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<b>Time</b> it was then. <b>£134</b><span style="font-size: xx-small;">GBP</span> later (I know I could have got them for cheaper online but the shop I bought them from was absolutely excellent and I wanted to give them my business) and I was the proud owner of a pair of <b>Time I-CLIC Carbon</b> pedals and their associated cleats. </div>
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This is all leads to the important question; <b><i>Are they any good?</i></b> </div>
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So far, I've done four journeys on them for a total of slightly over 170 miles (275 Km if you're a bit more advanced than me and my imperial ways). Of course that's not enough to fully judge any pedals on but, so far, I've noticed them being a bit easier to <i>push</i> than the heavy old <b>Looks </b>were. I'd like to think modern <b>Look </b>(and other brands) pedals would also compare favourable against a close to ten years old pair of <b>Looks </b>with <a href="http://www.lookcycle.com/en/uk/route/cales/delta.html" target="_blank"><b>Delta </b>cleats</a> (not to be confused with <a href="http://www.deltagoodrem.com/" target="_blank"><b>Delta Goodrem</b></a> who, it appears, doesn't <i>click into</i> any type of pedal).</div>
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Clipping in and out seems very easy. I'd say it's more natural than I've found it to be with the <b>Look Deltas</b>. There's less of an <i>almighty click</i>. As is to be expected, it takes me a little while to acclimatise myself with the slightly different pedal position when clipping in but I think I've got used to already. Despite the lack of <i>thunderclap click</i> (I'm getting carried away now), my feet don't seem like they might unclip of their own accord. I'm pretty sure they're solidly held in place when clipped in. Like any new pedal, some cleat microadjustments had to be made to get me comfortable but I'd imagine that's going to be the case with every pedal on the market. The only particular nuance one might wish to be aware of with <b>Times </b>is their <i>more shallow cleat</i>. They clip in about half a centimetre lower than other cleats. I had to lower my saddle a tiny amount to allow for this. Prior to that, I'd experienced a little pain in my right (which is my weaker side) hamstring and think that may have been due to the change in position. Since microadjusting the cleats and the seatpost, I've found them very comfortable. </div>
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Without meaning to make a terrible pun, time will tell how the new pedals and I fare as a couple. So far so good. They're light, comfortable (once adjusted, as with any pedal), easy to clip and out of while secure and (most importantly) they look great. They're the <b><a href="http://application.denofgeek.com/pics/tv/dad04.jpg" target="_blank">Venger</a></b> of the pedal world. One downside some people might be wary of is <b>Time</b> only makes one type of cleat for their <b>I-CLIC</b> pedals. If you'd like the choice of different amounts of <i>float</i> in your cleat, <b>Time</b> might not be for you. Thankfully it seems (to date) to be <i>for me</i>. I found all the standard adjustments (cleat positioning on the shoe, saddle height etc.) catered for my needs.</div>
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Rather than witter on (and I certainly did) about another item I've recently bought, I'll stop here and do that at a later point. That will give you something to look forward to; a reason for living. </div>
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Just before I go, I've been out cycling with (the slow group of) a club recently. I've enjoyed it but noticed something which slightly baffles me. A few times, people have said something along the lines of "<i>When you get into cycling you'll find...</i>" or something in a similar vein. There seems to be an assumption a person can't be into cycling without going out cycling with a club. In actual fact, they're one of at least six clubs I've been out cycling with over the course of about the last eight or nine years. I just find it kind of <i>funny </i>and maybe a little patronising the way some people speak to one when s/he is a new member of their club. Mustn't grumble really. Other than that microscopically tiny niggle, they're an excellent bunch and I'm thoroughly enjoying my time cycling with them. I can definitely see many advantages to cycling in a group.</div>3Ply Staglianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17672487802161077041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14018833.post-72565038424142988462012-03-30T10:54:00.008+01:002012-03-30T11:54:30.698+01:00Addendum<div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEq8oS-YvhAHK7YnDtymdIeCYA2d61ARHGaMfqgUe5qB_HmbuyjVb6WA9cieJTsbcWjDWeXqzA7nS7k36AcHkDjcuUcBDdMMqW8u-1DVTugrN04WQEiI6PKAvDUMCcJ5MMBrb3/s1600/fulcrum_racing_1_clincher.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEq8oS-YvhAHK7YnDtymdIeCYA2d61ARHGaMfqgUe5qB_HmbuyjVb6WA9cieJTsbcWjDWeXqzA7nS7k36AcHkDjcuUcBDdMMqW8u-1DVTugrN04WQEiI6PKAvDUMCcJ5MMBrb3/s200/fulcrum_racing_1_clincher.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5725628718208720338" border="0" /></a>As a tedious (the '<span style="font-style: italic;">bores</span>' bit of <span style="font-weight: bold;">RantingCycleBores</span> isn't there just for looks) update to <a href="http://cyclebore.blogspot.co.uk/2012/03/wheels-damn-wheels.html">my earlier post</a>, I eventually decided which wheelset I would buy.<br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />The picture on the left may have slightly <span style="font-style: italic;">given the game away</span>; I chose a pair of <a href="http://www.fulcrumwheels.com/en/collection/road/alu/products/racing-1">Fulcrum Racing 1</a> wheels.<br /></div><br />Initially, my interest in the <a href="http://www.fulcrumwheels.com/"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Fulcrums</span></a> was piqued by the arrival of a '<span style="font-style: italic;">buy our stuff</span>' e-mail from <a href="http://www.ribblecycles.co.uk/">Ribble</a>. They were selling <span style="font-weight: bold;">Fulcrum Racing 1</span> wheelsets for £520<span style="font-size:78%;">GBP</span> (delivered) and that seemed like a good deal. Most other stockists appear to be looking for around £675<span style="font-size:78%;">GBP</span> for them, which doesn't necessarily include delivery. So, off I went to investigate them (and another three wheelsets) further and find out if they'd be suitable for me. Thanks to the customary <a href="http://www.google.co.uk/shopping?hl=en&tab=wf">Google Shopping</a> search, I discovered a <span style="font-weight: bold;">German</span> shop called <a href="http://www.bike-discount.de/">H&S Bike-Discount</a> selling them for 539.90€. After a quick <a href="http://www.xe.com/ucc/">currency conversion</a>, that turned out to be (even adding 2€ for <a href="http://www.dp-dhl.com/en.html">DHL/Deutsche Post</a> delivery instead of <a href="http://www.dpd.co.uk/">DPD</a>) around £450<span style="font-size:78%;">GBP</span>.<br /><br />As a tightwad, I couldn't let an offer like that pass me up and ordered the wheelset on Tuesday morning. On Thursday afternoon, the wheels were on my bike. That's a splendid delivery time. I'm impressed. Plenty of companies within the UK don't deliver as quickly.<br /><br />Although I'm tempted, I haven't been out on the bike to try the wheels yet. I'd been for cycles the two days prior to receiving the wheels and don't want to risk fatiguing my dodgy knee. It hasn't given me any real bother yet this year but I'm not going to <span style="font-style: italic;">push my luck</span> with it. I'll keep on with the ice pack compression, <a href="http://www.biofreeze.com/">Biofreeze</a>, stretching, light resistance work etc. and hope to <span style="font-style: italic;">turn it into a beast of a knee</span>.<br /><br />Fingers crossed (that'll make braking difficult) the wheels will be everything I hope for and more.<span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"><span onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);" class=" down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link"></span></span><span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"><span onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);" class=" down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link"><img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Link" class="gl_link" border="0" /></span></span></div>3Ply Staglianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17672487802161077041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14018833.post-84168741375539521522012-03-28T20:48:00.009+01:002012-03-29T12:37:39.399+01:00P is for...<div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-GBVYO8Ktr6pmBLq5gSDI4wsRKHS5X1hfmyI98lP0IWMX2Vid2068M76oGdJ_7Vdt6lUwRbW8Nuch4RFKjs13Buyd3tA4lBm_QXVFGeGnl6Dl2zNpCQw8fZRFnxQayZ8i-VFW/s1600/pervert.bmp"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-GBVYO8Ktr6pmBLq5gSDI4wsRKHS5X1hfmyI98lP0IWMX2Vid2068M76oGdJ_7Vdt6lUwRbW8Nuch4RFKjs13Buyd3tA4lBm_QXVFGeGnl6Dl2zNpCQw8fZRFnxQayZ8i-VFW/s200/pervert.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5725039159229517314" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">P is for Pervert:</span> Before I go any further, I feel the necessity to explain the photo on the left. It's from a film called <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0460898/">Pervert!</a> <a href="http://www.horrorchannel.co.uk/">The Horror Channel</a> seemed to keep showing it for a while but now appears to have given up. I tried to watch it once but didn't have the dedication to see it through, giving up quite early on. It's very much in the sub-sub-<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Russ_Meyer">Russ Meyer</a> mold; like something <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Russ_Meyer">Meyer</a> might have considered but decided against due to its low quality.<br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Explanation of that over, <span style="font-style: italic;">Why is P for pervert?</span> Again it's a slightly <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">long winded</span> explanation of something simple...<br /><br />A couple of weeks ago <span style="font-style: italic;">my good lady</span> and I were round at a house belong to friends of ours <span style="font-style: italic;">[Yes, all these people really do exist outside my imagination]</span> and we were talking about cycling. One of our friends said he thought Lycra wearing cycling was for perverts. I assume he was joking. However, I was rubbing some chamois cream around the general area of my anus today and about to pull up bib-shorts which revealed the outline of my genitals quite plainly and thought '<span style="font-style: italic;">Joking or not, he has a point</span>'.<br /><br />Continuing in that theme, last night I did my first <span style="font-style: italic;">cycle leg shave</span>. I'll be honest, I did it as much for something to do and a bit of '<span style="font-style: italic;">I wonder why people do it. I'll do it and see if it makes any difference</span>' as anything. I'm knee deep in cycling perversion.<br /><br />So, my question is : <span style="font-weight: bold;">Are cyclists little more than a thinly disguised bunch of pervs?</span><br /><br />By the way, I've tagged this post with the word <span style="font-style: italic;">boobies</span>. If past experience is anything to go by, I expect it to get many more views than the vast majority of the other posts on this blog.<br /></div>3Ply Staglianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17672487802161077041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14018833.post-51708585768881168502012-03-26T10:18:00.007+01:002012-03-26T10:45:27.206+01:00Wheels damn wheels<div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuhmDoQUfVsxPtxT0LECO_We75LiN6FbW1LotrNA1lvudhtss7iMZ-8aHpcxtn9wzcyT27tpkLzGKqSpmmV_o4ynzNZdrbeN0xufozcHliVEH07Meu55hp1d8MfwSWkS1BPyW-/s1600/nabbed_wheel_picture.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuhmDoQUfVsxPtxT0LECO_We75LiN6FbW1LotrNA1lvudhtss7iMZ-8aHpcxtn9wzcyT27tpkLzGKqSpmmV_o4ynzNZdrbeN0xufozcHliVEH07Meu55hp1d8MfwSWkS1BPyW-/s200/nabbed_wheel_picture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5724132939302925298" border="0" /></a>Forgive the nabbed stock photo (left) please.<br /><br />I'm in the market for a new set of wheels. For most, that might not be a big deal but, for me, it's cause for concern. If I pick the <span style="font-style: italic;">wrong</span> set, I'll be raging with myself. I hate spending money on something only to find out it's no better/worse than the item(s) I'm already using.<br /><br />Annoyingly, with wheels, it's not as if I can buy them, try them out for a couple of weeks and then return them to the shop. Without trying them, my severe lack of knowledge on the subject (and many other subjects) means I don't really know how the pros and cons of each might affect me personally.<br /><br />I know there's no point in my spending huge amounts on an all-carbon fancy pants <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">wheelset</span>. I'm not racing or even time-trialling. It's all going to be for recreational usage. That written, like most cyclists, I'd like to be able to positively affect my cycling through technology.<br /><br />'<span style="font-style: italic;">Would deep section wheels be good?</span>' '<span style="font-style: italic;">Are they bad on the hills because of additional weight in the rims?</span>' '<span style="font-style: italic;">What about cycling in crosswinds?</span>'. All these questions mill about in my head and I don't have any proper answers to them. Quite simply, I don't know. Not knowing anything about the subject makes it very difficult for me to choose the correct wheels.<br /><br />I'm not sure the people working in the bike shops necessarily give sound advice on this subject. They're bound to be slightly affected by what makes more money for the shop, which wheels would suit their personal cycling style etc. All I can do is have a look at a few <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">wheelsets</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">in the flesh</span> and try to ascertain what might suit my needs best and give good value. On that front, having <a href="http://www.chainreactioncycles.com/">Chain Reaction</a> reasonably nearby is a huge bonus. Buying <span style="font-style: italic;">blind </span>online would be even more likely to yield random and potentially disappointing results.<br /><br />At present, I think I've narrowed my selection down to one of three or four <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">wheelsets</span> made by <a href="http://www.fulcrumwheels.com/">Fulcrum</a>, <a href="http://www.mavic.com/"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Mavic</span></a> and <a href="http://cycle.shimano-eu.com/"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Shimano</span></a>. They (all but the <a href="http://www.mavic.com/"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Mavics</span></a>) seem to be available with pretty good offers (particularly from <a href="http://www.planet-x-bikes.co.uk/">Planet X</a>) at present. I don't like to miss out on a good deal. It gets more tempting and more confusing.<br /><br />I keep thinking I've ruled out a certain <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">wheelset</span> with thoughts like '<span style="font-style: italic;">There's too much potential of crosswinds affecting those rims</span>' but then find myself countering with '<span style="font-style: italic;">...but they look great and I'm shallow</span>'.<br /><br />In summary, buying wheels is a confusing process for an idiot.<br /></div>3Ply Staglianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17672487802161077041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14018833.post-78347097475715560942012-03-22T12:28:00.008+00:002012-03-23T10:39:25.980+00:00F**k ewe!<div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLtXOiFVLCVsSzlBvw6L-VRXWwIVRRSgz2VB5AJPQOQyed0EYYDendtz69ggLKO0TRdJGqZP3nwUafY9ED5-LpXoguoM-7gF0tVLYR3e4T335VqyI-fwMDeZoN-fARBN35-PVs/s1600/baby-doll-sheep1.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 184px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLtXOiFVLCVsSzlBvw6L-VRXWwIVRRSgz2VB5AJPQOQyed0EYYDendtz69ggLKO0TRdJGqZP3nwUafY9ED5-LpXoguoM-7gF0tVLYR3e4T335VqyI-fwMDeZoN-fARBN35-PVs/s200/baby-doll-sheep1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5722697786392314850" border="0" /></a> I was cycling up <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Glenariff"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Glenariff</span></a> yesterday. As you'd imagine, I wasn't exactly flying. However, I was going fast enough to be held up by a farmer driving a flock of sheep up the road. Three cars were held up in front of me too. That's not interesting but it is relevant to some other non-interesting gubbins I'll be mentioning soon.<br /><br />It was a nuisance to me but I understand farmers have to move their sheep between fields at some point and I was just unlucky to chance upon that road at that time.<br /><br />So, anyway, I had to crawl up the road after this farmer (who was on a quad) and his flock of sheep. It took, what seemed like, ages. I'd estimate the two fields were at least half a mile apart and the <span style="font-style: italic;">poor little </span><span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">bleaters</span> were tootling along at about four miles an hour.<br /><br />To push toward my grumpy point, eventually the sheep reached their destination and another farmer (who I shall refer to as <span style="font-style: italic;">Farmer 2</span>) guided them into their field. As each of the three cars passed, <span style="font-style: italic;">Farmer 2</span> smiled or said '<span style="font-style: italic;">Thank you</span>' and waved in appreciation. Then it was my turn. I nodded an acknowledgement to him as I was nearing <span style="font-style: italic;">Farmer 2</span> and got a complete <span style="font-style: italic;">fuck you stare</span> in return. Huh? What the hell did I do to merit that?<br /><br />I was way more obstructed than the motorists; I had to weave through sheep poop and was barely going at a speed where I could keep upright while they were able to sit (admittedly still being held back) in comfort and not have to worry about fresh sheep plops or unsuccessful attempts at track stands.<br /><br />It's no big deal really but I find that kind of behaviour somewhat baffling. Why be all <span style="font-style: italic;">sweetness and light</span> to the motorists and then glare at a cyclist who is proactively being friendly? That's not to say the motorists weren't being friendly. I simply don't know in their case.<br /><br />As I say, it doesn't matter much but wouldn't life be more pleasant if people could show more appreciation to one another and at least feign being positive.<br /><br />I'd like to add that I bear the sheep no malice whatsoever. They did their utmost to accommodate me and were very polite, other than the public defecation.<br /></div>3Ply Staglianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17672487802161077041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14018833.post-90114513843926127442012-03-20T18:01:00.013+00:002012-03-22T16:25:00.212+00:00New shoes?<div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiKBEa0S816Hn9pYcSB0EFYoddwUfmGUQRUMLXslb1vj6inPypNkTKLbd2yB6YQ8JYj_YEeZ-HQvjlkjaeryagLtxgkJNWeWGLsI_2P0typLQ56mbOHX4eepiUK6oVNe-GuuOb/s1600/Moser333.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiKBEa0S816Hn9pYcSB0EFYoddwUfmGUQRUMLXslb1vj6inPypNkTKLbd2yB6YQ8JYj_YEeZ-HQvjlkjaeryagLtxgkJNWeWGLsI_2P0typLQ56mbOHX4eepiUK6oVNe-GuuOb/s200/Moser333.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5722048543928098418" border="0" /></a>Many years ago (when I was young and at school) if someone wore new shoes it was a <span style="font-style: italic;">great jape</span> to shout '<span style="font-style: italic;">New shoes!</span>' and stamp on and kick the shoes (and therefore feet contained within) to <span style="font-style: italic;">scuff them up</span>. How our parents must have laughed when we came home with bruised feet and shoes barely fit for wear after one day of use. My own parents got their revenge on such actions by making me wear shoes with a little metal strip on the heel 'to stop them wearing out'. I would <span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">clickety</span></span></span> clack</span> down the corridors of the school like some kind of reverse tap dancer. In a way, I suppose it's not <span style="font-style: italic;">that</span> different from the noise <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">cleated</span></span></span> cycle shoes make. The more things change etc. etc.<br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />Why mention all this? <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Erm</span></span></span>, I'm not sure. I kind of know. Bear with me while I witter please. There's a link in my head somewhere.<br /><br />The other day, my beloved <a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636068100763135521">Kirby Girl</a> purchased some new cycle shoes. Despite temptation, I didn't jump all over them and <span style="font-style: italic;">scuff them up</span>. So, new shoes for the woman; what's the big deal about that? It's because <a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636068100763135521">KG</a> has also got a new bike to go with her new shoes. Actually, that's not entirely true; the bike was ordered before the shoes.<br /><br />Anyway, the <a href="http://www.mosercycles.com/"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Moser</span></span></span></a> (with <a href="http://www.shimano.com/publish/content/global_cycle/en/us/index/products/road/105_5700.html"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Shimano</span></span></span> 105</a> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">groupset</span></span></span>)arrived this morning and, after a couple of hours (no, I don't know why it took me that long either) to set it up, out we went for a spin. I don't know if it was the new bicycle or a new lease of life in the woman herself but <a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636068100763135521">KG</a> was tough to keep up with today, particularly as I tired and she seemed to become stronger. My ego may not be able to tolerate this. To add to the <span style="font-style: italic;">me being easily surpassed</span> concern, this was only about the second time <a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636068100763135521">KG</a> has tried <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">clipless</span></span></span> pedals. I fear I shall soon be completely <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">obsolete</span>; a millstone round the neck of a speedy woman.<br /><br />Well, I would fear all that but for my secret weapon; <a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636068100763135521">KG</a> relies on me to fix any punctures (which she had one of today due to, I think, a dodgy tube). Once she does that for herself, I'll be melted down and made into glue and soap.<br /><br style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">EDIT:</span> I meant to mention but forgot; When <a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636068100763135521">KG</a> had her puncture, I used a <a href="http://www.topeak.com/products/Pumps/racerocket_gold"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Topeak</span></span> '<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">RaceRocket</span></span>'</a> mini-pump to inflate the tyre. Normally I find mini-pumps a bit awkward and can only get tyres to a <span style="font-style: italic;">bare minimum</span> inflation but the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">RaceRocket</span></span> did a good job and got the tyre pressure up to around 100 PSI (according to our track pump when we got home).<br /><br />The combination of being able to securely thread the pump onto the valve and having a pliable hose (allowing me to <span style="font-style: italic;">put a bit of welly behind it</span> without fearing damage to the valve/rim) seems to be a good one. As you'd expect, it takes a fair bit of effort to get up to 100 PSI or so but it's way more than I've managed with other mini-pumps. Normally I can't seem to get them above about 75 PSI, despite their manufacturer's claims.<br /><br />Unfortunately, <a href="http://www.topeak.com/"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Topeak</span></a> pays me nothing for this glowing endorsement.<br /><br style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">EDIT 2:</span> Yeah, I realise I should have put the crank in line with the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">chainstay</span> and the chain into the big ring in the photo above. Quit yer griping! If I'd been doing it properly, I shouldn't have had a dirty wall with a copper pipe in the photo either and probably should have used a camera with higher definition than my antiquated phone.<span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"><span onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);" class=" down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link"><img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Link" class="gl_link" border="0" /></span></span><span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"><span onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);" class=" down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link"><img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Link" class="gl_link" border="0" /></span></span></div>3Ply Staglianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17672487802161077041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14018833.post-49918310420215432452012-03-11T16:34:00.004+00:002012-03-11T23:06:17.984+00:00Club Cycling<div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEVv3STr2cLIooLnof3VB8Q5jh2tDbotgEB7nQMUKQMW3WxlQrfgl-U9SCRzGCiNyCRkixkMJVJuYVm0ZnOcFJkFlc3JDQI3v_IwFQLQsMaTTSNNVd6_Wy94Crpu3xxxKXKv5l/s1600/BBCB+cycling+club.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 146px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEVv3STr2cLIooLnof3VB8Q5jh2tDbotgEB7nQMUKQMW3WxlQrfgl-U9SCRzGCiNyCRkixkMJVJuYVm0ZnOcFJkFlc3JDQI3v_IwFQLQsMaTTSNNVd6_Wy94Crpu3xxxKXKv5l/s200/BBCB+cycling+club.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5718678907545473394" border="0" /></a>Today I went out with a cycle club for the first time in a few years. It wasn't the <a href="http://www.belgianbeercafemelbourne.com/">Belgian Beer Cafe Cycling Club</a>; they're at the other side of the <span style="font-weight: bold;">Earth</span>. I just liked their wee picture and thought I'd nab it.<br /><br />Anyway, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">yeppers</span>, I went out with a cycle club today and, lo and behold, it was great. I (and my good lady) both enjoyed it. Despite my fears of '<span style="font-style: italic;">Eek! I'll not be able to keep up</span>' etc. I've returned, am still alive and didn't keep anyone back to the point where s/he hit or swore at me. I call that a resounding success.<br /><br />It's looking very much like we might go <span style="font-style: italic;">club cycling</span> again. This could be the start of something beautiful (as long as one completely misuses the word <span style="font-style: italic;">beautiful</span>). Prior to this, my idea of a <span style="font-style: italic;">cycle club</span> was eating a <span style="font-style: italic;">chocolate biscuit</span> or drinking <span style="font-style: italic;">fizzy orange with bits in it</span> while I'm on my bike.<br /><br />In other news, <span style="font-style: italic;">er' indoors</span> (or some other similar seventies, slightly misogynistic, term for a lady) is getting a new bike. All being well, that should be here within the next week or so and I'll be able to coerce her into more and more cycling. The downside of that is she's a bit fitter (a lot <span style="font-style: italic;">fitter </span>if one means it in terms of attractiveness) than me at the moment anyway. I don't want her leaving me in a cloud of dust.<br /></div>3Ply Staglianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17672487802161077041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14018833.post-10220197458803016862012-03-09T22:21:00.004+00:002012-03-09T22:23:13.430+00:00I wrote a jokeI wrote a joke:<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Q.</span> What do you call a transvestite who rides a bike off-road?</span><br style="font-weight: bold;"><br style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">A.</span> A cyclocross-dresser</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">(I didn't say it was a good joke)</span>3Ply Staglianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17672487802161077041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14018833.post-6029410515861463712012-02-27T00:22:00.003+00:002012-02-27T00:39:32.723+00:00Cobwebs<div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaiFQpbbRZX2IpscrKsE-eM_BFTt4ZITpVzO6p6fR9Z2lozdbh_EFxBMdPL7I1JZHg6o-Tu40KtN3mvLNeYLL0EWbYscSFC_kdk8zIhk24zDVUcgj-KCcmn9QM5iLhfmdTEsEJ/s1600/spider-man_cobweb_bike.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaiFQpbbRZX2IpscrKsE-eM_BFTt4ZITpVzO6p6fR9Z2lozdbh_EFxBMdPL7I1JZHg6o-Tu40KtN3mvLNeYLL0EWbYscSFC_kdk8zIhk24zDVUcgj-KCcmn9QM5iLhfmdTEsEJ/s200/spider-man_cobweb_bike.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5713604571342189602" border="0" /></a>I'm an awful awful man. No, please don't tell me I'm the light which brightens up your otherwise meaningless life; I'm awful (as noted above).<br /><br />Today was the first time I've been out on my bicycle since the 16<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">th</span> of November 2011. Shame on me! Okay, I'm not 'that' awful. It doesn't actually matter whatsoever to anyone who isn't me.<br /><br />I'd done my annual promise of '<span style="font-style: italic;">I'll definitely keep cycling through the winter this year. I'll not let the little fitness I've gained go to waste. In fact, I'll be fitter in the spring than I was going into the winter</span>'. Yep, that worked out to the tune of not whatsoever.<br /><br />It's easy for me to make such promises to myself in the middle of what passes for a summer here. Winter seems like a make believe time. Sure it'll never come round.<br /><br />Oh, what do you know, there's autumn; the shorts and short-sleeved jerseys are packed away for the rest of the year and it's all bib-knickers and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">long-sleeves</span>. '<span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Hmm</span>, maybe I'll not be fitter than I was going into the winter but I still plan to retain what little fitness I have and get out on my bike regularly</span>'.<br /><br />Then autumn rolls into the crispy start of winter; jackets and bib-tights are the new fashion and thoughts turn to '<span style="font-style: italic;">Well, if I get out and do shorter routes less often, at least it's something</span>'.<br /><br />Lo and behold, almost three and a half months later and I've done it again. The bicycles have sat in the garage while I've sat on my arse. So much for 'not-very-big-at-all ideas man'.<br /><br />To return to the start, I went out for a ride on my bicycle today. It was a fairly short cycle for me (<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">ie</span>. almost pointlessly short for most other people) and, what do you know, sitting on your bum for three and a half months does diminish one's fitness. Who knew?<br /><br />Cycling a short flat loop at slow (even by my standards) pace was a real struggle. I averaged a heart rate notably higher than usual with results notably lower than usual. To add to this, I got absolutely soaked on the way home.<br /><br />Do I regret getting back on the bike to find I'm unfit, cold and wet? Absolutely not. I loved it. It's great to be back on two wheels again after a silly break in services. Cycling, in addition to the obvious physical benefits, makes me incredibly happy (well, when people aren't trying to run over me) and helps my state of mind immensely. Plus, the calorific expenditure meant I could get away with eating a big slice of yummy ice-cream cake, even if my teeth won't thank me for it.<br /></div>3Ply Staglianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17672487802161077041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14018833.post-3869664487552915382011-10-24T11:20:00.003+01:002011-10-24T11:29:18.402+01:00Hoorah!<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjPE3Ks5CPCUoANtWs_1LF2UFKY56yNJRcFCTBxBt-gmtVVWmn_dBZ3T5JPd1G0k-bWFWdzD1ejSzerZBOy6q8mkr0h44rcEf_YGBMcGdWwmbBV9AtH0GZwvN4rZy1cFX2n9xM/s1600/whatever+the+weather.gif"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 164px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjPE3Ks5CPCUoANtWs_1LF2UFKY56yNJRcFCTBxBt-gmtVVWmn_dBZ3T5JPd1G0k-bWFWdzD1ejSzerZBOy6q8mkr0h44rcEf_YGBMcGdWwmbBV9AtH0GZwvN4rZy1cFX2n9xM/s200/whatever+the+weather.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667002290378601586" border="0" /></a>It seems my prayers to make believe pagan gods have been answered. Either that or I'm being a complete fool again by believing the weather forecast yet again and it's going to <span style="font-style: italic;">break my heart in two</span>. Hyperbole? Me? Perish the thought.<br /><br />The forecast might not be predicting many marvellous hot sunny days but it's the first break in the rain for some time. Now here's hoping it behaves itself and doesn't decide to change completely overnight.<br /><br />I'm very much looking forward to <span style="font-style: italic;">pedalling my wee heart out</span> over the next few days. In reality that means <span style="font-style: italic;">crawling along at next to no speed</span>.<br /><br />Just so you know, clicking on the wee picture should enlarge it to a point where it's readable.<br /></div>3Ply Staglianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17672487802161077041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14018833.post-18686927595921112992011-10-23T22:37:00.007+01:002012-02-27T11:48:10.787+00:00Cycling thoughts: 2 'Rain'<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzSDvU27vpeDcqknT5VviC-5cUmuy2U4MSUhM-WjbWbjONYoGoQj4qHV0E5HLyHgbhXjdZgxXem02bVwRGjUU8e09_S45a-3Y3NHmepQzxLCNrhmwhogkRJD3SrI_uqHouWTd3/s1600/thought.gif"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 158px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzSDvU27vpeDcqknT5VviC-5cUmuy2U4MSUhM-WjbWbjONYoGoQj4qHV0E5HLyHgbhXjdZgxXem02bVwRGjUU8e09_S45a-3Y3NHmepQzxLCNrhmwhogkRJD3SrI_uqHouWTd3/s1600/thought.gif" alt="" border="0" /></a>It's not a sophisticated thought. I'm not a sophisticated man. I barely pass for a man never mind the <span style="font-style: italic;">sophisticated </span>bit.<br /><br />The long and short of it is...<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" ><br />...I HATE RAIN</span><br /><br />Okay okay, I see the point in rain. I like living in a country without serious water shortages, where crops grow well and suchlike. I don't, however, like being stuck in the house for a week, unable to cycle because it has rained almost constantly every single day.<br /><br />The forecasts keep having a laugh at my expense; telling me '<span style="font-style: italic;">Oh it's going to be dry the day after tomorrow, honest. Why don't you get all your cycling stuff together, plot a few routes and sure you'll have a great cycle in a couple of days' time</span>'. Like the gullible muggins I am, I believe the forecast, prepare the relevant bits and bobs and get more excited than a middle-aged man should. With visions of slowly moving bicycles floating around in my head. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Stoopid</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">stoopid</span> me! The forecast is a terrible liar. I've whinged about it before but I never learn.<br /><br />Please think positive weather thoughts and help save my sanity (and waistline).<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">NB </span>Yes, I know I could cycle in the rain but I'm a fair-weather lightweight when it comes to my cycling.<br /></div>3Ply Staglianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17672487802161077041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14018833.post-9820456801254040492011-10-17T11:12:00.009+01:002011-10-20T01:07:46.468+01:00P is also for...<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPkvIOs9eMy9CbfgqYHlR7yQHtbbdgRBuq6MM6K9XOv3_bnZt6kJ_4phSjVxSjZTUb2HIghMyZc5og2DopKCiKWodT8tGyIaLYZ3rxKUtmmLP4IpR_zuONWM7GfO1O0X3CpST-/s1600/nature-break450jpg.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPkvIOs9eMy9CbfgqYHlR7yQHtbbdgRBuq6MM6K9XOv3_bnZt6kJ_4phSjVxSjZTUb2HIghMyZc5og2DopKCiKWodT8tGyIaLYZ3rxKUtmmLP4IpR_zuONWM7GfO1O0X3CpST-/s200/nature-break450jpg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664407398778036002" border="0" /></a>I was initially going to nab <a href="http://www.hilaryshepherd.com/rantsnraves/wp-content/uploads/2007/07/fergie-pee.jpg">this piddly image</a> but thought the picture I chose seemed more appropriate to here.<span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />P is for Panic:</span> I had a cyclist's nightmare the other morning. I was on the last leg of my <span style="font-style: italic;">getting ready to head out for a cycle</span> routine; I'd reached the <span style="font-style: italic;">have a small cup of coffee</span> stage. On went our <a href="https://www.dolce-gusto.co.uk/EN/Pages/dolcegusto-home.aspx"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Dolce</span> Gusto</a> coffee machine (if you click on the link, I hope you thoroughly enjoy their music), in went the <a href="https://www.dolce-gusto.co.uk/EN/flavours/caffe-lungo/Pages/caffe-lungo.aspx">Cafe <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Lungo</span></a> (whatever that is) pod, over went the<span style="font-style: italic;"> actually put coffee in a cup lever</span> and '<span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Pffft</span>!</span>', out came a few drips before the machine went kaput.<br /><br />'<span style="font-style: italic;">Eek!</span>', '<span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Jakers</span>!</span>', '<span style="font-style: italic;">Cripes!</span>', '<span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Egads</span>!</span>' and other such words people don't actually say or think unless they're characters in a cartoon. I feared my, seemingly correct, actions had destroyed our beloved <span style="font-style: italic;">so simple even an idiot like me can use it</span> coffee maker.<br /><br />You may not be one who finds cycling and coffee go together as an almost <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">inseparable</span> pair but I am and I'm definitely not alone. The thought of breaking up that relationship was not one I relished. Plus, I didn't want to have to pay to get the coffee machine fixed or replaced. Tears were considered but didn't appear.<br /><br />Needless to say, my panic and worries were for nothing. It was a wonky <span style="font-style: italic;">coffee pod</span>. The machine was absolutely fine, coffee was consumed and a slow tootling cycled ensued. The world was a wonderful place.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">P is for Peculiar:</span> From time to time I'll perform an action and think afterwards '<span style="font-style: italic;">Why on Earth did I do that?</span>'. That <span style="font-style: italic;">time to time</span> happened for me again on Friday.<br /><br />I'd been cycling a (by my standards) <a href="http://www.mapmyride.com/routes/view/53997670">hilly route along the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Antrim</span> coast</a> and was thoroughly knackered while making my (slow) crawl up the coast. Passing through (makes me sound like a poop) <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carnlough"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Carnlough</span></a>, some wag (<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">ie</span>. a cocky <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spide"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">spide</span></a>) was weaving all over the road on his oncoming bicycle. As he neared me he said, something along the lines of, '<span style="font-style: italic;">What about a race mate?</span>' while laughing. Usually I go into immediate self-depreciation mode and say the likes of '<span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Ach</span> no. You'd only beat me too easily</span>' but the fatigue of the day must have addled my mind.<br /><br />Rather than humouring him, I waited until he was directly opposite me, looked him dead in eyes, grinned manically and <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Finger_%28gesture%29">flipped him the bird</a>. Weird as it sounds, I seemed to think this was all good natured japing around at the time. I didn't mean it to be particularly offensive. Cocky <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">spide</span>, however, seemed less than enamoured. Oops! Unlikely as it is, if <span style="font-style: italic;">Cocky Spide</span> is reading this, please accept my apologies (particularly for calling you a cocky spide).<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">P is for Pheasants:</span> Loads of the buggers. It seems everywhere I cycle, asides from urinating (see previous P), I have to avoid pheasants.<br /><br />Pheasants don't appear to be terribly smart, even as birds go. Rather than having the common sense to run or fly away from the oncoming bicycle, they have a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">tendency</span> to run a few feet in one direction, turn around to run in another random manner and repeat this until they're either safe or involved in a crash. They're lovely birds but rather nonsensical. At least, in their defence, they're pheasants and not peasants. I'd hate to sully myself writing about the lower classes.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">P is for Purchasing:</span> I've had an almost obsession with buying (cheap) cycling stuff recently. Mainly it has comprised of <a href="http://cyclebore.blogspot.com/2011/09/silly-cycle-jerseys.html">jerseys</a> and the odd bit of other clothing. It makes me wonder why I buy it all.<br /><br />It's not that I have a huge vault filled with cycle gear but I certainly have <span style="font-style: italic;">enough to be getting on with</span>. I could probably wear the stuff I have for the next five or ten years and not have to purchase another item of cycle clothing yet purchase I do. My (very basic) theory on this is of the old <span style="font-style: italic;">donkey and carrot</span> scenario; If I buy cycling garments, I'll want to try them out. To try them out I have to go for a cycle. Therefore buying cycle clothing pushes me to go out and cycle more.<br /><br />Of course it could just be that I like getting <span style="font-style: italic;">stuff</span>.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">P is for Pique:</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">Pique's</span> probably too strong a word but it starts with a P so it'll do. I'm sorry to say <span style="font-style: italic;">deflate </span>doesn't start with a P so it won't do. Maybe I should have tried to shoehorn in <span style="font-style: italic;">puncture </span>in an emotional sense? With the bicycle reference, that might have seemed almost clever. What a shame I'm not.<br /><br />Anyway, my slightly peeved (maybe I should have used <span style="font-style: italic;">P is for Peeve</span>) grump comes from an order I made with <a href="http://www.bikedock.com/">Bike Dock</a>. I had ordered my lovely lady three pairs of their <a href="http://www.bikedock.com/home?page=shop.product_details&flypage=flypage-bd.tpl&product_id=7664&category_id=44"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Altura</span> Night Vision tights</a> because they were listed for a mere £19-99 <span style="font-size:78%;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">GBP</span></span> each. It seemed like a great price. In addition to the tights, I ordered some other bits and pieces. I think the total order came to a little over £130 <span style="font-size:78%;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">GBP</span></span>.<br /><br />This morning I received an e-mail apologising and telling me they had a software problem and the tights were incorrectly priced on their website. Apparently the actual price is £34-99 <span style="font-size:78%;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">GBP</span></span>. As the error had been on their part, they said they'd give me another ten percent off the £34-99 <span style="font-size:78%;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">GBP</span></span>.<br /><br />I appreciate it was an error and am grateful for their apology but, more often than not, companies tend to honour the incorrect price. That being the case, I decided to cancel the order in its entirety. It's the first time I've tried to order anything from <a href="http://www.bikedock.com/">Bike Dock</a> and it doesn't entice me to do so again. I'd imagine they're not obliged to sell items at the listed price if there is a mistake but it annoys me they didn't offer to do so. As I wrote earlier, in my experience, normally shops do sell items for the listed price in this scenario. It was, after all, their mistake.<br /><br />Rather than put me off shopping there, they could have honoured the price and I would have thought '<span style="font-style: italic;">That's good of them. I'll shop there again</span>' instead of my current '<span style="font-style: italic;">That's not as good as other shops. I'll not hurry back there to buy anything</span>'. It seems silly on their part. They might have had to take a slight <span style="font-style: italic;">hit </span>on tights but would have earned a new customer (potentially both online and physically in the shop) and good words from me to other prospective customers. Besides, I'd think the profits from the other items I was going to buy likely more than offset any losses incurred from the tights.<br /><br />As I say, they didn't do anything particularly bad, they just didn't do anything <span style="font-style: italic;">that</span> good. Other shops have shown considerably superior customer service and will get my business instead. They've left a bit of a bad taste. Maybe they'll write back to my <span style="font-style: italic;">cancel the order</span> e-mail and redeem themselves. That remains to be seen. I'll be surprised if they do.<br /></div>3Ply Staglianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17672487802161077041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14018833.post-6543379922471160812011-10-12T22:45:00.007+01:002012-02-27T11:58:17.198+00:00P is for...<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-nx6sVrKTJH1FrD-ajlJnSL82WzAP7Dl25_lvUOQY8B5LX1hqQ1BT2_za_oXQh04yVtAtIdNHuwcRVq2mFjdIOO0ER2XerJzeCcF45btrDIVglXoie3EHaZaNKm1805sWfKhW/s1600/LittlePea.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 190px; height: 128px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-nx6sVrKTJH1FrD-ajlJnSL82WzAP7Dl25_lvUOQY8B5LX1hqQ1BT2_za_oXQh04yVtAtIdNHuwcRVq2mFjdIOO0ER2XerJzeCcF45btrDIVglXoie3EHaZaNKm1805sWfKhW/s200/LittlePea.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662726041885568194" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">P is for Puncture:</span> When it comes to most aspects of life, I'm not a superstitious fool. I don't worship the moon or believe a certain number of a particular type of bird means I'm going to win the lottery or die horribly. Yep, I like to think I'm a modern scientific level-headed guy. Why then, if I'm so bloody logical, do I refuse to say <span style="font-style: italic;">the P word</span> when out cycling? It even pained me to type it there earlier. What kind of moron am I (before you answer, I'm many types and flavours of moron)?<br /><br />Do I think some sort of <span style="font-style: italic;">tyre god</span> (as opposed to the Norse <span style="font-style: italic;">god </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tyr"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Tyr</span></a> [thank you <a href="http://www.worldofspectrum.org/infoseekid.cgi?id=0007152">Valhalla</a>]) is going to send forth a plague of thorns should I dare utter <span style="font-style: italic;">the P word</span>? Apparently I do. Apparently I am of the opinion my saying <span style="font-style: italic;">the P word</span> will directly result in my getting a <span style="font-style: italic;">hole in my tyre which allows air to escape</span>. That means two things must be true:<br /><br />1. I'm extremely egotistical to think I'm so important or magical as to make this mystical tyre rupturing take place with only the utterance of a mere word<br />2. I'm obviously mental and not in a way people say when they want people to think they're great fun but rather in the manner which means they're in danger of being sectioned<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">P is for Pee or Pee Pee or Piss or <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Pish</span>:</span> There are probably other names for urinating which start with a P too. Please feel free to share in the comments section.<br /><br />Of late it seems I can't cycle for more than a couple of miles without an overwhelming desire to urinate. As I'm not an animal wishing to mark his territory, I fear I may have an over excitable bladder. He's fine when he's in the house but take him out for a day (I mean <span style="font-style: italic;">out of the house</span> not <span style="font-style: italic;">outside my body</span>) and it appears he's a terrible showoff.<br /><br />I'm not sure if it's the recent spate of cold weather giving my bladder a shock, the caffeine filled tablets which are in the fluid I drink (caffeine barely needs to pass my lips before I've have to <span style="font-style: italic;">make toilet</span>) or simply one of the unpleasant parts of the aging process. Whatever it is, I'm against it. I don't want to be stopping all the time to empty my waste at the side of the road. It's highly unpleasant and rather unseemly. Plus, I don't want to find myself getting in trouble because someone thought I was having a fiddle when I was actually having a piddle (there's another one). P is not for pervert (or anything considerably worse).<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">P is for Plonker/Pillock: </span>Well, it is if you're <a href="http://www.imdb.com/character/ch0026063/">Derek Trotter</a> (for the former) or <a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/comedy/lastofthesummerwine/">a cliched person from northern England</a> (for the latter).<br /><br />This grumble relates to an incident when we (myself and my good lady) were out cycling about a week ago. We were passed by another cyclist and pleasantries (<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">ie</span>. '<span style="font-style: italic;">Hello</span>') were exchanged.<br /><br />After he passed us, realising we were almost home, I said to <span style="font-style: italic;">'er indoors</span> '<span style="font-style: italic;">We've got a few gels and things we didn't use. Should I catch up with him and ask him if he wants them?</span>'. Post <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">affirmative</span> response, I gave chase to offer gels, bars etc. to the gent who had passed us and may have required them more than us. I was catching up with him reasonably quickly until he looked round, saw I was closing and decided to up his pace. Likewise, I increased my speed and bit so I could make the offer. He kept looking round to see where I was and carried on and on increasing his speed as I got closer and closer.<br /><br />Eventually I couldn't be arsed any more and stopped trying to catch him. Honestly, I don't know if I could have caught him or not at the speed he was eventually going but that's not really the point. I mean, what was he thinking? He obviously only increased his speed so I couldn't catch up with him. Did he think I was trying to race him? I was on a steel framed tourer with mudguards and a rack pack and wasn't on my own. Did he imagine I was going to rush on, leave my lady love behind and try to <span style="font-style: italic;">break him in two with my majestic racing</span>? Gawd knows. What a frigging tool!<br /><br />I evidently wasn't tracking him with fury and bad intentions. We'd just said '<span style="font-style: italic;">Hello</span>' pleasantly a few minutes earlier. I just dunno what goes on in some people's heads at times.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">P is for Precipitation:</span> Thank goodness I remembered the word precipitation. Previously I had typed <span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Pistulent</span> Weather</span>. Even by my own standards, making words up is contrived.<br /><br />We were taken for a ride today. That's a poor choice of words. We actually went on a ride today and weren't taken anywhere, unless you count travelling by bicycle as the bike taking us somewhere. Anyway, this <span style="font-style: italic;">taking for a ride</span> isn't of that sort. It refers, instead, to the <span style="font-style: italic;">hilarious lark</span> which is the weather forecast.<br /><br />As you will know if you read the previous post, I've been going <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">doolally</span> with weather woes. It has been raining pretty much every day recently. Imagine my joy when the forecasts showed today's weather to be <span style="font-style: italic;">white cloud but dry</span> (not normally <span style="font-style: italic;">that </span>exciting I'll grant you). We plotted and planned a route to do today, got our stuff ready last night (I'm like a child on Christmas Eve) and headed out for a lovely cycle today. Well guess what, it pissed down on us and was almost exactly the same weather we've been having almost every day recently; hours of light rain with the odd bright spell.<br /><br />Oh how the weather forecasters must giggle with their evil games. Ha! The joke's on them. Despite both cyclists (myself and the good lady again) and our bikes getting absolutely filthy (requiring a hosing down and some <a href="http://www.muc-off.com/"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Muc-</span>Off</a> when we got home) and a few nervous moments on the filthy slippery roads, we enjoyed ourselves while the forecasters were chained up in their weather towers. Up theirs!<br /></div><span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"><span onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);" class=" down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link"><img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Link" class="gl_link" border="0" /></span></span>3Ply Staglianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17672487802161077041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14018833.post-27037204295810211792011-10-11T11:12:00.004+01:002011-10-11T11:56:29.059+01:00Third time lucky<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwHZC-QYoT0lLX_Y-vUdbkprQ5IKs014M2MQUd4P8nboxjQ_Hoq9nAfntSVgENSLP3OVu6bARDsXdscEzi1dNpKrCN0vbnDK9hbQqau6YFjvNViG9DRhyphenhyphen-HlhFSXAHUOy-rOjS/s1600/foska-team-kwik-e-mart-short-sleeve-jersey.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwHZC-QYoT0lLX_Y-vUdbkprQ5IKs014M2MQUd4P8nboxjQ_Hoq9nAfntSVgENSLP3OVu6bARDsXdscEzi1dNpKrCN0vbnDK9hbQqau6YFjvNViG9DRhyphenhyphen-HlhFSXAHUOy-rOjS/s200/foska-team-kwik-e-mart-short-sleeve-jersey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662175757812852210" border="0" /></a>Remember my witter about <a href="http://cyclebore.blogspot.com/2011/09/silly-cycle-jerseys.html">'silly' cycle jerseys</a>? No? It was the one with the photo of boobs. Ah, you remember now.<br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Anyhoo</span> (as people don't actually say), in that post, I mentioned about ordering a <a href="http://www.foska.com/"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Foska</span></a> <a href="http://www.foska.com/kwik-e-mart-road-cycling-jersey.html"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Kwik</span>-E-Mart</a> jersey from <a href="http://www.evanscycles.com/">Evans Cycles</a>.<br /><br />As is customary in these affairs, I paid for the jersey and it arrived in the post. As is also customary in such situations, I wore this jersey while cycling (just the once), the hem unravelled and a long white thread tried to make its way into my gearing (thankfully failing to do so). <a href="http://www.evanscycles.com/">Evans</a> was phoned, apologies were made (by them, not me), the jersey was sent back (with me paying for the shipping), time was waited and another jersey (as if by magic) arrived in the post.<br /><br />Again going with custom, I opened the package and looked at the jersey. This time, I didn't even need to put it on to see it wasn't good. Down the left side, a thread had been caught, pulled and left the jersey <span style="font-style: italic;">laddered</span>/<span style="font-style: italic;">hitched up</span>. I'm not sure what the actual expression is but hope my stumbling wordage gets you in the right ballpark. Oh and it had dirty <span style="font-style: italic;">dusty warehouse</span> smudges on it but they were washable.<br /><br />So, on the phone to <a href="http://www.evanscycles.com/">Evans</a> I went again and this time had a good whinge at them about having to spend so much on posting the jerseys back, driving to and from the post office etc. (although I'm not sure there actually as an 'etc.'). The nice chap from <a href="http://www.evanscycles.com/">Evans</a> told me to hang on to the faulty jersey (which is wearable but not <a href="http://www.consumeradvice.net/pages/fairtrading.htm"><span style="font-style: italic;">of merchantable quality</span></a>) and had another one (which he inspected beforehand) sent out to me.<br /><br />The new jersey, so far, seems to be in good condition and has not fallen apart after one wear. We'll see how it survives a mild wash.<br /><br />In summary, the lessons learned are; <a href="http://www.evanscycles.com/">Evans Cycles</a> eventually seems to sort problems out to customers' satisfaction and whinging at people is the best way to get results.<br /><br />Onto other matters... <br /><br />Hasn't this week been appalling! Being one who, whenever possible, doesn't cycle in the rain, I've been going spare. I've had a terrible case of cabin fever, sitting indoors getting gradually angrier and angrier about and at the weather.<br /><br />The weather isn't a great <span style="font-style: italic;">thing </span>to get angry at. There's never any satisfactory conclusion. I can be angry at it for rainy weeks, become <span style="font-style: italic;">friends </span>again when the rain subsides and it'll still turn round and rain all over me without any concern for how it might make me feel.<br /><br />I suppose it's better to direct one's anger at the weather than at other living beings. However, in writing that, my <span style="font-style: italic;">cabin fever</span> has made me even more insufferable to live with than normal. It's amazing quite how depressed the inactivity was making me feel. Getting out for a quick (in terms of time, not my speed) ride yesterday was like opening a <span style="font-style: italic;">frustration valve</span>.<br /><br />By nature I'm a fairly lazy chap. I don't particularly enjoy exercise for exercise sake. In fact, if I perceived cycling as exercise and not an activity, I'm not sure I would enjoy it very much. Other than cycling, I haven't been doing much cardiovascular exercise and I miss it terribly when I'm <span style="font-style: italic;">housebound </span>by the weather. I could (and should) use a treadmill, spinning bike, cross-trainer, rowing machine and suchlike and attempt to <s>keep</s> get fit that way but it's not something I derive much pleasure from and find it hard to motivate myself to partake in such activities. If I was more of a fan of <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eurodance"><span style="font-style: italic;">banging <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Eurotechno</span></span></a>, I might find it easier.<br /><br />Thanks for reading and may the weather where you are be always sunny (although not really because that would probably lead to some terrible problems with crops, water supplies and all that <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">auld</span> caper).<span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"><span onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);" class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link"><img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Link" class="gl_link" border="0" /></span></span></div>3Ply Staglianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17672487802161077041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14018833.post-57629321034239234112011-10-02T20:01:00.004+01:002011-10-02T20:10:42.747+01:00Cycling thoughts: 1 'Gears'<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzSDvU27vpeDcqknT5VviC-5cUmuy2U4MSUhM-WjbWbjONYoGoQj4qHV0E5HLyHgbhXjdZgxXem02bVwRGjUU8e09_S45a-3Y3NHmepQzxLCNrhmwhogkRJD3SrI_uqHouWTd3/s1600/thought.gif"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 158px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzSDvU27vpeDcqknT5VviC-5cUmuy2U4MSUhM-WjbWbjONYoGoQj4qHV0E5HLyHgbhXjdZgxXem02bVwRGjUU8e09_S45a-3Y3NHmepQzxLCNrhmwhogkRJD3SrI_uqHouWTd3/s200/thought.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658972075375347618" border="0" /></a>It's easy to write posts of about two <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">sentences</span> on this so I will and I'll pretend they're profound (which they're not) by associating them with the word <span style="font-style: italic;">thought</span> (or possibly <span style="font-style: italic;">thoughts</span>).<br /><br />I think I'll do a load of them because, as I say, it's dead easy and fills space. Right, here goes nothing...<br /><br />My first thought was... Hang on, it wasn't my first thought ever, it's just the first thought I had in terms of doing these <span style="font-style: italic;">thoughts </span>things. I have thought in the past. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Hmmm</span>, seems trying to keep to a couple of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">sentences</span> is proving more difficult for me than I imagined. Back to the matter in hand...<br /><br />My first <span style="font-style: italic;">thought </span>was probably that previous post where I realised I was being a little obsessive using a cotton bud to clean my bicycle. However, I didn't post it as such so this is going to be the first <span style="font-style: italic;">thought </span>even thought it isn't really.<br /><br />Okay, now to the dismal disappointment of my <span style="font-style: italic;">thought</span>. Gawd this is an anticlimax. Anyway, I was thinking today about that moment of disappointment when you're struggling along on your bike and think '<span style="font-style: italic;">I'll change down into the gear I was holding off going into until I'm really knackered</span>' and then realise you were already in it.<br /><br />Oh dear. That was it. Sorry about that. Must do better.<br /></div>3Ply Staglianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17672487802161077041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14018833.post-15898036720349904492011-09-26T15:37:00.003+01:002011-09-29T14:42:41.122+01:00Obsession for men<div style="text-align: justify;">There comes a time in a man's life when he takes a good long look at himself and thinks '<span style="font-style: italic;">Is this really what I've become?</span>'. For me, that happened a couple of days ago when I realised I was cleaning my bicycle with a cotton bud.<br /><br />Prior to getting the cotton bud to clean the bicycle, I knew I was going to go to the drawer, get the cotton buds, open them, choose one (my favourite cotton bud) and use it to clean my bicycle. I didn't, however, know quite how ridiculous that seems when actually put into practice until the moment itself.<br /></div>3Ply Staglianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17672487802161077041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14018833.post-46994692033323283922011-09-22T15:36:00.013+01:002011-09-22T16:31:24.395+01:00Dogs, clowns and Sir Jimmy Savile<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCJTtYjJ4-666hXvi4QBX3nLgQK5r6_bfBTaGjGlS8GrLGx5MbysOxIOsl57kXh7E5q4VJTW2O66LyFcrU_DiXEV_n70mF-i1A7uYol3deWPX__FgHodE4usntCzTY1xBhwD51/s1600/jimmy_saville_bike.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCJTtYjJ4-666hXvi4QBX3nLgQK5r6_bfBTaGjGlS8GrLGx5MbysOxIOsl57kXh7E5q4VJTW2O66LyFcrU_DiXEV_n70mF-i1A7uYol3deWPX__FgHodE4usntCzTY1xBhwD51/s320/jimmy_saville_bike.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655194013185636082" border="0" /></a>The other day I did something I'm not sure whether to be ashamed of or not. While we were cycling along, a dog ran out and angrily made its way toward us barking. I shouted at it to try to get it to go back but it kept coming so (here's the potentially shameful part) I spat and my spittle hit it on the nose. When this happened it immediately stopped in its tracks, shut up, looked a bit confused, then turned around and went back into its abode.<br /><br />I don't know if spitting on dogs is a great pastime but it seemed effective in that case. I suppose it doesn't harm the dog and I can be sure its nose has been immersed in much worse than a little bit of saliva. If it stops the dog from running out in front of a bike or, potentially worse, biting one of us, is it a good practice to partake in? I really don't know.<br /><br />I feel like a bit of a shit for spitting on the poor dog but, at the same time, I didn't do it any harm and was getting pretty desperate in my attempts to stop it. It's considerably more humane than giving the dog a kick or anything horrid like that. Ultimately the dog shouldn't have been able to get out onto the road to bark at us in the first place. If the owner even vaguely cared about their pet, they would make sure it was kept in and safe.<br /><br />I was petty with another dog today. It's a Jack Russell (I think) which almost always runs up beside the road, jumps out of a hedge and barks at me. I was travelling the opposite direction from normal today (I'm a terrible creature of habit) and came upon the dog... Good grief! No! Not in that way! I draw the line at spitting. Anyway, I <span style="font-style: italic;">chanced </span>upon the dog and he hadn't noticed I was there. So, being childish and (as mentioned) petty, I waited until I was quite close to him and barked at him. He was suitably raging but couldn't get anywhere near me as my usual uphill pass of him was now downhill. I'm sure the guys working on a big shed across the road thought I was an arsehole. They're probably right.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">When I see/read about someone successfully taking undertaking an activity I also attempt, I try to analyse their, work out where I could improve and copy them. Needless to say, I often get it completely wrong. What I'm most prone to doing is looking at, for example, someone cycling and thinking '<span style="font-style: italic;">Oh, they appear to have their knees and toes 'in' a little. I'll have to do that too</span>'. That's all good and well if I didn't completely overdo it until I end up cycling with form like some sort of clown lampooning a cyclist. All I ended up doing was giving myself knee problems.<br /><br />Another <span style="font-style: italic;">clown's problem</span> I have while cycling is the old <span style="font-style: italic;">hook foot</span>. Rather than realising my ankles let me pivot my foot up and down, I often find I've kind of <span style="font-style: italic;">stuck </span>my foot into a <span style="font-style: italic;">toe down</span> position. That's not good; either for my output or my hamstrings. Just on that subject, our neighbour told me cycling can shorten one's hamstrings. I think he could be correct.<br /><br />Some of the <span style="font-style: italic;">elder statesmen</span> of cycling round here (who have been cycling for over sixty years) walk in a manner which suggests their hamstrings are a tad <span style="font-style: italic;">tighter </span>than a non-cyclist of a similar vintage may be. Of course, they've probably got much better hearts, fat content, etc. etc. than many less active people too and they really are incredible for their age. Any of the particular gents I'm thinking of would be much stronger on a bike than I am and I'm not even forty yet. All the same, it makes me think I should do plenty of hamstring stretches. I'd like to be healthy in as many ways as possible for as long as possible. Note to self: be aware of form on the bike and stretch plenty off.<br /><br />'<span style="font-style: italic;">Come on, get to the bit where you shoehorn in some rubbish about Jimmy Savile</span>'. That's what we all want, isn't it? Of course it is. I'm sorry to say it's nothing from personal experience, just a wee fact (at least I hope it's accurate) which I discovered while nerding about the internet recently: <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jimmy_Savile">Sir Jimmy Savile</a> (who a friend of mine once accidentally referred to as <span style="font-style: italic;">Jammy Civil</span>) <a href="http://www.owenphilipson.com/blog/2011/03/20/scottish-cyclist-jimmy-saville/">rode in the 1951 Tour of Britain as a semi-professional</a>. Blimey! You can see a scan of a relevant newspaper article <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/misterworthington/4282819229/lightbox/">here</a>. For some reason <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">The Duke</span> (no, <span style="font-weight: bold;">Davids Dickinson </span>and <span style="font-weight: bold;">Bowie </span>weren't in the race too, as far as I know) is referred to as <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Oscar Savile</span>. That's confusing. I'd imagine <a href="http://www.oscarsevilla.com/">Óscar Sevilla</a> is named after him. <a href="http://www.tour-racing.co.uk/html/1950s_bio_s.html#S">This</a> seems to confirm the participant is indeed <span style="font-weight: bold;">Sir James</span>.<br /><br />I knew about his marathon running and wrestling but he seems to have been an all-round athlete. If we're to trust the accuracy of <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/">Wikipedia</a>, here's a quote from the man himself on just that subject:<br /><blockquote style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:85%;">"If you look at the athletics of it, I've done over 300 professional bike races, 212 marathons and 107 pro fights." He proudly announces that he lost 35 of his first 35 fights. "No wrestler wanted to go back home and say a long-haired disc jockey had put him down. So from start to finish I got a good hiding. I've broken every bone in my body. I loved it."<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jimmy_Savile#cite_note-8"><span></span></a></span></blockquote>I've got a new found respect for the slightly creepy old cigar-chomping weirdo now. Reading further on <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/">Wikipedia</a>, I guess his being involved in raising over forty million pounds for charity probably deserves a little hint of credit too. Maybe I'm the creepy weirdo by being more impressed by his <a href="http://www.tourofbritain.com/">Tour of Britain</a> ride.<br /><br />Oh, while on the subject of the <a href="http://www.tourofbritain.com/">Tour of Britain</a>, couldn't they shove another couple of more difficult mountains in it? I know <span style="font-weight: bold;">Britain </span>doesn't have the sorts of climbs one would find in <span style="font-weight: bold;">France</span>, <span style="font-weight: bold;">Italy </span>or <span style="font-weight: bold;">Spain </span>but surely there are some tough climbs which aren't getting a look in and which could make it more exciting. 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style="text-align: justify;">Here's hoping this attempt of mine to <span style="font-style: italic;">embed </span>a wee map (from <a href="http://www.mapmyride.com/"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">MapMyRide</span></a>) works. At least I <span style="font-style: italic;">think</span> that's <span style="font-style: italic;">embedding</span>. I'd recommend clicking the <a href="http://www.mapmyride.com/view_route?r=657131661997977541&show_elevation_panel=1&rs=undefined">view elevation</a> <span style="font-style: italic;">button</span> (scroll down the map) to see what my forthcoming snoozefest is about.<br /><br />It's a snippet of a few miles cycling I did yesterday (along with other unmapped miles) which showed me to be the weakling I always suspected.<br /><br />I am, however, a stubborn weakling as I refused to walk. I'd be lying to say I found it anything short of tough going but I twiddled up at a crawl in my <span>tiny </span><span style="font-style: italic;">30 front 29 </span><span style="font-style: italic;">rear</span> gearing and eventually made it to the top. Sometimes I even threw it into a <span style="font-style: italic;">high </span>gear like a 30/26 or 30/23 (for about ten feet at a time). I'm a regular <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bert_Grabsch">Bert <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">Grabsch</span></a> with that kind of gearing.<br /><br />That climb was probably no big whoop for most cycling types but, while pedalling up the 16% section into the strong headwind and looking at the black cloud on the mountain top, I kept thinking '<span style="font-style: italic;">What kind of moron does this to himself?</span>'. Needless to say, that was replaced with '<span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">Yay</span>! I feel brilliant for having done that</span>' immediately upon reaching the summit.<br /><br />Something I made an error of during my cycle was taking on too much caffeine. After caffeine infused gels, tablets in my juice (including accidentally dropping two into a bottle when it should have been one alone) and meeting <a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636068100763135521">my lovely lady</a> for a couple of coffees (which she bought for me) on the way home, my stomach was not particularly grateful. I'm surprised my bowels didn't register a complaint too. Remarkably (and thankfully) they behaved themselves very well. Had they not, I dread to think of the consequences.<br /><br />My GPS was annoying the boobies off me yesterday. It kept telling me I wasn't moving when I knew (albeit slowly) I was. It was behaving particularly badly about half way up my mountain (listen up belittling grumblers, it does officially count as a mountain) climb, bleeping constantly and being a regular pain in the bum. Eventually I had to switch the speed/cadence sensor off and let it get my pace from the GPS itself. I hope it turns out to be nothing more sinister than a battery in need of replacing. I'm sure a replacement unit is about forty pounds or more.<br /><br />Has anyone been watching the <a href="http://www.copenhagen2011.dk/">UCI World Championships</a> in <span style="font-weight: bold;">Denmark</span>? I'd say the chaps and lasses involved in that might be able to make it up my (to them) little bump of a climb yesterday hardly having broken sweat. They seem almost superhuman.<br /><br />As you'll know if you're a regular here, <a href="http://cyclebore.blogspot.com/2011/09/silly-cycle-jerseys.html">I've been bitten by the cycle jersey buying bug of late</a>. The other day I added to my recent addiction and got another <a href="http://www.foska.com/">Foska</a> jersey. This time it was a black <a href="http://www.foska.com/i-pay-road-tax-road-cycling-jersey.html">I Pay Road Tax jersey</a>. What I didn't realise at the time is that it refers to the website <a href="http://ipayroadtax.com/">www.IPayRoadTax.com</a>. In my ignorance, I thought it was making referece to the majority of people on bicycles also owning cars and paying <span style="font-style: italic;">road tax</span>. More fool me. As <a href="http://ipayroadtax.com/">their website</a> points out, I don't pay <span style="font-style: italic;">road tax</span> at all. I pay <span style="font-style: italic;">vehicle tax</span>. Here it is (copied and pasted) from the <a href="http://ipayroadtax.com/">I Pay Road Tax</a> website:<br /><div id="app" style="font-family:tahoma;"> <div class="welcomebox entry"> <h3 class="sub"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></h3><blockquote style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Road tax was abolished 74 years ago. Road tax doesn't exist. It's car tax, a tax on cars and other vehicles, not a tax on roads or a fee to use them. Motorists do not pay directly for the roads. Roads are paid for via general and local taxation. In 1926, Winston Churchill started the process to abolish road tax. It was finally culled in 1937. The ironically-named iPayRoadTax.com helps spread this message on cycle jerseys. Car tax is based on amount of CO2 emitted so, if a fee had to be paid, cyclists would pay the same as 'tax-dodgers' such as disabled drivers, police officers, the Royal family, and band A motorists, ie £0. Most cyclists are also car-owners, too, so pay VED. Many of those who believe road tax exists, want cyclists off the roads or, at least registered, but bicycle licensing is an expensive folly.</span></blockquote><h2><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></h2> </div> </div>Like a lot of such websites, it appears the contributor(s) can be a bit <span style="font-style: italic;">vitriolic gut reaction</span> at times but it generally seems fairly decent. They're also prone to taking ridiculous internet comments (which were presumably made in some pathetic attempt at humour by unfunny and unintelligent people) as if they're meant literally. I don't think that kind of action helps their cause much but they've got some good stuff to say in there too.<br /><br />The point about people paying tax on their vehicles as opposed to paying directly for the road is a fair one and worth making. It is a bit of a tired cliche to hear people grumble about cyclists not paying <span style="font-style: italic;">road tax</span>. Turns out we all don't, including <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/carltonreid/4895255960/lightbox/">those who drive Volvos</a>.<br /><br />While looking up the <a href="http://www.foska.com/">Foska</a> website I noticed they sell <a href="http://www.foska.com/pasta-di-bici.html">novelty pasta</a>. It's a bit expensive for my tastes but I still like it. I'm afraid it's much the same story when it comes to the prices of the <a href="http://www.bigmaggys.com/shop/coffee/cat_2.html">coffee</a> etc. at <a href="http://www.bigmaggys.com/">Big Maggy's</a> online shop too. I'm a tightwad.<br /><span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"><span onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);" class=" down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link"><img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Link" class="gl_link" border="0" /></span></span></div>3Ply Staglianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17672487802161077041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14018833.post-69268077670686063792011-09-18T22:57:00.017+01:002011-09-19T19:57:28.305+01:00Today's pointless cycling thoughts<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2Gujcyz-CgNDQae_-OLeEOrDSUQuEyYNbUiLoaT3v31Cw-V59kw8ow1uQMREbje9FfJIn011JwxYrFGGPmXNrmmMN31PtKQOlu7JxJBWo5QQI8nlSPTyctOlZ8Tz8a_9_iIUQ/s1600/mark_cavendish.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2Gujcyz-CgNDQae_-OLeEOrDSUQuEyYNbUiLoaT3v31Cw-V59kw8ow1uQMREbje9FfJIn011JwxYrFGGPmXNrmmMN31PtKQOlu7JxJBWo5QQI8nlSPTyctOlZ8Tz8a_9_iIUQ/s320/mark_cavendish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653822303462659682" border="0" /></a>I picked a particularly <span style="font-style: italic;">attractive </span>photograph of that young <span style="font-style: italic;">charmer </span><a href="http://www.markcavendish.co.uk/">Mark Cavendish</a>. Looking at it (and being bitchy) you can see why he had a bit of dental work done a year or two back.<br /><br />I'm being cheeky but, if rumours are to be believed, I was quite impressed by something <a href="http://www.markcavendish.co.uk/">Cavendish</a> did. Apparently (according to hearsay) he will be doing as everybody thought and heading to <a href="http://www.teamsky.com/">Sky</a> this coming season. He's (according to the same hearsay) being signed to a £2.5 million contract (very nice indeed). What I hadn't heard before, however, is that he was allegedly (same source) offered £4 million by <a href="http://www.quickstepcycling.eu/">Quick Step</a> and turned it down.<br /><br />My thinking 'That's good' isn't anything anti-<a href="http://www.quickstepcycling.eu/">Quick Step</a> or pro-<a href="http://www.teamsky.com/">Sky</a>. In fact, if anything, I probably like <a href="http://www.quickstepcycling.eu/">Quick Step</a> a little more than <a href="http://www.teamsky.com/">Sky</a>. My reasoning is that <a href="http://www.markcavendish.co.uk/">Cavendish</a> has chosen to make a decision based upon what he wants to do rather than purely for financial gain. I think that's quite good of him, not to be a greedy <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">money grabber</span>. He can be a real tit at times (although can't we all) but he seems to absolutely love cycling and do it for the <span style="font-style: italic;">right </span>reasons. At some point in the future (when things take a downturn he gets beaten into a bit of modesty) he may even come across as being <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">likable</span>.<br /><br />Something else the rumour (if correct) shows is that <a href="http://www.quickstepcycling.eu/">Quick Step</a> has a lot of financial backing. Of course, it may turn out the rumours are completely unfounded. Maybe he'll actually join <a href="http://www.bmc-racing.com/"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">BMC</span></span></a> like everyone else? <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Hmm</span></span>, maybe not.<br /><br />In unrelated non-news, my good lady and I were out for a (sometimes wet but never unbearably so) cycle today. It was the first time this year I did a cycle of over fifty miles. I know some of you probably haven't done a cycle under fifty miles this year but it was a bit of a landmark for me. Without meaning to go on and on and on ad <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">infinitum</span></span> about it, my ropey knee (and lack of fitness) was keeping me from doing the cycles I might like to have. It was good to do 56.1 miles today and, I'm pleased to say, my knee feels as okay as it ever does. I <span style="font-style: italic;">nearly </span>did fifty a few weeks ago but discovered it was 49.29 miles when I got home. I <span style="font-style: italic;">could </span>have gone out to do 0.71 miles then but even I'm not <span style="font-style: italic;">that </span>pathetic.<br /><br />Really, mileage means nothing other than to the person doing it but it did feel like an achievement for me today to cycle the route I did without suffering knee problems. I feel my knee pain has been such an, er, <span style="font-style: italic;">pain</span>? It's great to be able to get out cycling. Here's hoping my forthcoming physio can help clear it up completely. I'll stop repeating myself about my knee pain obsession now.<br /><br />I was <a href="http://cyclebore.blogspot.com/2011/09/silly-cycle-jerseys.html">wittering</a> recently about ordering one of those <a href="http://www.foska.com/"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Foska</span></a> <a href="http://www.foska.com/kwik-e-mart-road-cycling-jersey.html"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Kwik</span>-E-Mart</a> jerseys. Well, I had it on today and the bloody hem unravelled part of the way round. I had a big length of thread hanging down from me. I'm lucky it didn't get caught in the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">drivetrain</span>. I'll have to e-mail <a href="http://www.evanscycles.com/">Evans</a> and see if they've got a replacement. I don't believe jerseys are supposed to unravel the first time one wears them.<br /><br />Yesterday I did something very long overdue and replaced the front brake cable on <a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4687/1255/1600/audaxclothed.jpg">my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Madigan</span> bicycle</a>. It was, as the made up word goes, an <span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">embuggerance</span></span>. It should simply be a matter of loosing the part of the brakes which holds the cabling, pulling the right brake lever and feeding the cable back through its housing. Yep, that's what it <span style="font-style: italic;">should </span>have been. As you will have ascertained, that's not what actually happened. The cable simply would not budge. Some sleuthing (<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">ie</span>. asking other people what might be wrong) has unearthed, what I believe to be, the answer: some stinker had used <a href="http://www.shimano.com/"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Shimano</span></a> brake cabling.<br /><br />I know that doesn't sound terrible but it isn't so good to use <a href="http://www.shimano.com/"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Shimano</span></a> cabling with <a href="http://www.campagnolo.com/"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Campagnolo</span></a> levers. The cabling itself is fine but the wee stoppers at the end aren't interchangeable. It would appear <a href="http://www.shimano.com/"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Shimano's</span></a> cable stops are a bit larger than <a href="http://www.campagnolo.com/"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Campagnolo's</span></a> and, if you try to use them with <a href="http://www.campagnolo.com/"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">Campagnolo</span></a> levers, they get stuck and are an <span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">embuggerance</span> </span>to get out. After much grumbling and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">pliers</span> trying, I eventually got the cabling out with some long nosed pliers which look rather like <a href="http://plugsockets.manufacturer.supplierlist.com/productsimages/longnosepliers_136948.jpg">this</a>. I almost danced for joy when the bugger popped out. I imagine I'll have similar <span style="font-style: italic;">fun</span> when it comes to doing the back brake and the gearing.<br /><br />I know that's not interesting but it might be useful so you can avoid a similar problem yourself.<br /><br />I'll bore off now.<br /></div>3Ply Staglianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17672487802161077041noreply@blogger.com0