Maybe I got a little conned, maybe I wanted to get conned. Normally the mention of bicycles and snow has me turning my back to the whole idea. I’ve done it. Too many times. I know how hard it can get. I don’t think there are too many things that have such a variation between the romantic ideal and the reality of the situation as riding in snow. It seems like it should be so much fun, all that swooshing and soft powder, beautiful sun, dappled trees, the imagination runs wild. In truth, it can often turn into nothing but a cold, wet trudge under grey skies with the ghosts of hunger and famine gnawing at your bones. This time, I got lucky. (more…)
I’ve been back riding around the same area that belongs to the eagle that went for me the other day. Alas, he has left me alone, but I swear I can feel when he’s watching me. When you’re out riding these roads in the country, and especially in the middle of winter, the locals often peg you as crazy, which I only ever take as a compliment. (more…)
I’ve had the maps out again, and there has been a few loops I’ve been meaning to put together starting from Warburton. The idea came to me, instead of just knocking out one of these loops, I could spend some time exploring in and around to find the way that suited my purposes best. To some, this may seem like a whole lot of faffing about, but to me, it is the best excuse to head into an area and ride all the roads and byways around. The idea was to explore dirt options between Noojee and Warburton. I borrowed JG’s etrex to see if GPS technology and I could get along and headed out. On the way home, one of the wildest and craziest things I have ever experienced happened to me out there. I’m calling it The Brahams Incident.
I love my back country rides. All day on the bike, away from traffic, riding with mates and exploring new roads and tracks. It ticks all my boxes and with some minor pre-planning the results can be spectacular. The girl and I had planned to head to Wye River for riding fun, but these plans fell through when the ringleader fell ill. We were faced with the decision to stay home or head out of town. With the onset of Melbourne winter, the subject of fireplaces pops up reasonably regularly. As time off from work had already been arranged, we decided a trip out of town was called for. Walhalla!
Alice Springs is an amazing place to ride and race. I was there recently for the Easter in the Alice Muster. This was a 4 stage, 3 day event hosted by the local MTB club, Central Australia Rocky Riders (CARR).
The race consisted of a 27km TT, a night race following the same course, a 45km stage and the last stage an 87km loop. I was just feeling stronger and stronger as the race went on. I started to find my race legs in the final stage and felt like I could have kept going for an 8 hour instead of just the 87km.
The atmosphere at the vent was very similar to any club run event, friendly. The low key vibe suited my sentiments well, some racers take things far too seriously. As it turned out, I was in the money. I led the single speed category from start to finish and ended up 6th overall. Not too bad for an old bloke whose prime was 10 years ago.
Im sure there was a point to this post, other than The Alice is a great place to ride, fun was had and someone gave me a prize. Oh, there it is, adventures and grand and you can’t beat local.
I am now located in Fitzroy. I am working from Vigor Health and Fitness, which is a great space to be massaging in.
They say change is as good as a holiday and I might be inclined to believe it. With a new clinic environment to be working in, I have a whole new set of systems to learn. The challenge to adapt to new protocols and ways of doing things is definitely keeping my brain busy.
I’m excited about the potential this opportunity can provide and see it as a big step forward in providing sports and remedial massage to cyclists, the active and the athlete and expanding my own client base again.
Come in and check it out. You can still call or text me, or book online via the Vigor website.
There are times in life where work, family, relationships can take up a lot of energy, where not everything feels like it’s going to plan or heading in the right direction.
At times like these a good solid ride can provide some balance, bringing back a spring to the step and a grin to give the frown lines a rest.
I participated in the Dirty Gran Fondo on Sunday hosted by the good people of Big Hill Events. It was a solid 90km hit out on fire roads up and around Wandong and included something like 2000m of climbing. Very much my kind of ride, even if it felt a little short. 4 hours ride time barely gives me time to warm up normally, but obviously the pace was a bit above my usual steady rolling. (more…)
As part of the requirements to maintain registration with Australian Association of Massage Therapists, I am required to maintain a certain number of CPE (Continuing Professional Education) points. These can be gained from attending conferences, volunteer work, mentoring or further courses of study.
There are a few modalities of treatment that I would like to add to my repertoire and one of them happens to be dry needling. I was lucky enough to find a course that was local, fitted within my time frame and affordable. The course I did is only available to practicing therapists. Indeed, most of the people doing the course were qualified osteopaths. (more…)