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Why, oh why, am I writing a blog?

Andrew Shorey • 31 August 2019

And so it begins.....

So why am I, someone who is fiercly private, writing a blog?  My facebook page is the most boring ever, my twitter account sits idle for years on end.  And as for instagram and snapchat what are they?

Well the short answer is to make me accountable.  I have set myself a couple of challenges over the next year, which I want to make public.  I want to use the blogs as a journal as I embark on these.  I want to show my effort (or lack of it) as I train and study whilst continuning to juggle work and life commitments.

So what are these challenges I hear you ask.  Well I have signed up for the Delloite RAB cycle ride in 2020.  The Ride Across Britain cycle is from Lands End to John O'Groats (LEJOG), a ride of just under 1000 miles.  At the same time as training for this I will also be going back to school, as an apprentice, to study an MBA at Exeter University.

This blog is going to chronicle how I get on.
by Andrew Shorey 15 September 2019
So I commit to get fit, I stop drinking booze, I sign myself up to a challenge and then have a boys surfing weekend. What could possibly go wrong... It started so well, a breakfast in Honiton. Scrambled egg on toast. And then it all went downhill fast; faster than me falling off my longboard. Pre-surf luzocade, followed by post surf pasty and can of coke. Beer and crisps pre the campsite bbq. 2.5 cheese burgers in baps followed, tried for 3 but couldnt quite finish it. Washed down with another Doombar. Next morning, just a breakfast bar before an early surf, trying to beat the crowds at Saunton. But it was heaving before 9. Again pre-surf bottle of the orange fizzy sugary drink, followed by pasty and hot chocolate once the surfing was complete. Then more crisps sat around the camp site. Before embarking on a three course meal at the Manor in Croyde. I never have a three course meal. I usually prefer the starter to the desert. But with just the feable excuse that everyone else was having one I caved in and on top of the chicken wings, battered cod and chips I had a chocolate brownie with ice cream, washed down with an Alantic ale. Why? I knew I didnt want anymore food before the desert. I didnt even finish the large piece of battered cod. So why oh why did I force down a brownie. As good as it was, I regretted it instantly. I needed a walk after dinner, I didnt sleep with indegestion. Had a splitting headache in the morining. What was by body telling me.... give me some proper food ....a small piece of fruit, some nuts and don't leave the salad. A great weekend was had with some fantastic chilled mates. But the morale of the story is - if I want to get fit then I need to build up some will power, not just in the gym but in the kitchen, pub, restaurant, bbq, at work... Better get myself organised and cook some decent food this week.
by Andrew Shorey 5 September 2019
I'm embarking on a training programme. So, should I begin by measuring myself on a regular basis? How much I weigh, size of thighs, biceps etc.
by Andrew Shorey 2 September 2019
How am I going to get fit if I'm spending more time walking and fixing the bike rather than riding it? Think I'm riding too close to the curb and getting all the road debris. I have given up on the streamlined Mavic tyres (700*23) that came on the Boardman. Swapped them out for Schwalbe Marathons (700*25), the reviews state they are bulletproof. Had planned to put some wider tyres on but the clearance wouldn't have been enough. Have not been out on them yet. The bike doesn't look sleek anymore; guess it’s a bit like putting Wellington boots on a runner. But if it keeps me riding, and makes me work a bit harder, then they will get a thumbs up from me. Also, decided to change the pedals, cleats and shoes. Walking in Shimano SPD SL cleats for any distance is not elegant, a bit like a duck waddling. I ruined a set and the base of the shoes with the previous puncture incidents. So going for good ole’ SPD cleats. Shimano PD-M8020 Pedals - Black. At least if I have to walk anywhere, I won't ruin a pair of shoes.
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