Because several times I had to get off and push Lev, and without the various analgesic creams I’d have considered amputating my foot…
- Distance cycled: 48.55 miles (cyclemeter map)
- cumulative distance: 100.69 miles
No-va caned!
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Category Archives: cycling
Ni with digital evidence
 View from our train to Oberalppass |
 View from our train to Oberalppass |
 View from our train to Oberalppass |
 View from our train to Oberalppass – look at that road! |
 View from our train to Oberalppass |
 View from our train to Oberalppass |
 Coming into Oberalppass station |
 Oberalppass station |
 We cycled down that … |
 … but we couldn’t cycle up that! |
 Looking around from where I waited for Elly |
 Wierd thing en route |
 The Rhine emerges from Tomasee down the gorge on the right |
 The Rhine |
 Place-may in the pub: churches around Trun |
 Tide marks where I had kinesiology tape on my leg |
 We’re in a Romansch-speaking area. Our landlady speaks it, German and Italian. Also she seems to know at least one word of Russian: ‘spasiba’ (‘thanks’). |
 Advert in Romansch |
Ni!
Because we’re in Trun, and the Knights who say ‘Ni!’ was filmed in Troon castle Continue reading
Squirm!
- Cycling distance 19.30 miles plus a few bimbles in central Amsterdam
- cumulative distance 30.88 miles
Elly has described a bit of magic that happened today.
‘Hello, world!’ from a cafe overlooking the IJ from the back of Centraal station. First thing to report to Napier friends and colleagues is that I’ve switched off my Napier e-mail. Personal email, text etc are welcome, although immediate response is not guaranteed, sorry.
It’s pleasingly ironic that between us Lev and I had one good leg and one good pedal, not in contact with each other. Oops! Even more pleasing that the magic is here, despite a couple of shakedown breakages. Long pauses to watch the world and hydrate ourselves.
Squelch!
- Home to Waverley: 1.01 miles
- Newcastle to North Shields: 10.57 miles
- cumulative distance: 11.58 miles
All Levved up and Fidel’s to go!
The ever-wonderful Elly has described our trip from home to North Shields so what can I add? Well, I’m amazed I can even think about blogging after 4 hours’ sleep last night, but I’m just so happy to be travelling again with my lovely lady. And of course huge thanks to her and our employers and our various yoga-teachers, spinning instructors, and therapists for all their parts in enabling this trip! Continue reading
Votez mes maillots!
I’ve just received this (bought from Organic Athlete):
I do – but slowly!
But I only intend to take 3 jerseys on the honeymoon. So which of these treasures do I leave at home?
 IRN·BRU |
Tweet to @bruceryan_rants to let me know what you think!
On mature(?) reflection, I have to pay tribute to LifesCycle for keeping me fit and sane, and I have to take something slightly rude, and I won’t be able to feed my addiction while we’re away. So, with sadness, the Irn Bru stays in the wardrobe.
Protected: How not to pack for a honeymoon
Legsit encore
As Brexit becomes ever more horrorshow, and gets on everyone’s groodies (look it up!), the legsit situation is improving. Continue reading
Never mind Brexit, it’s legsit! #firstworldproblems
This post is a reminder of an infamous article in the Daily Mail.
So I felt fine after doing a wee ride on 1st July, but when I went to bed my left buttock and thigh went into really painful contracted spasm, and stayed that way so I hardly slept. When I got up on Monday morning, the spasms went away but my left shin was very painful. It took me over 15 minutes to limp from the flat to the taxi-rank outside the Rutland – around a quarter of a mile, involving several stops and much swearing. Continue reading
