Just a thought… We need to do better. ***Updated***after a bit of discussion around the post we had a win. I’ve entered next weekends road race up in the Hunter. I’m there to be social. They said key words like coffee and BBQ. My Club, St George CC put a call out for club members…
2020, What a year. Nothing represents the ups and downs of the year like my Strava account. I was plodding along, slugging it in the gym. After signing onto Tesseract a few months earlier, racing (and doing well) in a few CL1 track races, I was on track to get a start at one of…
Here’s the deal
*7 different velodromes
*8 Carnivals
*Minimum 32 races!
*2 Cities
*14 days
Sound too good to be true? Want in? Well Christmas has come early, and I can tell you, this track cycling Christmas stay-cation is the place to be.
Enthusiastic race filler! That’s what I am, and I am damn proud of that. After I won nationals last year, I “retired*”. To anyone around me, we all know that this is a joke. I’m not finished, I’m not done, I’m not going to rack the bike. This was the beginning of my ‘Victory lap…
Part 2- Life’s a Keirin
Part 1- Introduction to ghetto training A wise man once told me– Ride your bike every day. Ride for training, ride to work, ride for you. It is the best thing you can do. “Arthur Donnelly” Arthur was one of the first people to get me onto the track. When I was starting out, he…
By now, I’m assuming most of you have at least 2 track gears. If you don’t get some> READ THIS, > then come back here. Track mechanics are very simple- you have a bike, no cables, and a fixed drivetrain. In theory, a gear change should be fairly straight forward. But, as with all new skills,…
Being an athlete has taught me… If there is one thing being an athlete has taught me it’s; Knowing how to motivate yourself to keep going after you’ve cracked. Physically, mentally, socially. Being resilient enough to find the motivation to keep moving forward when you feel like you have nothing left to give. I practice…
and I’m damn proud of it! But in Cycling it’s one of the hardest things for me to do. You see, me being an expat in Australia has set me up for isolation. I’m too Canadian for the Australians and too Australian for the Canadians. This leaves me in this constant state of limbo. Sometimes…
It started when I had an injury. Like all my good stories, each adventure always starts with something going wrong. My ankle wasn’t playing gymnastics with me so i started swimming. my shoulder decided to dislocate in the surf, so i started speed skating. I did my ankle once again, but i stuck to the…
