Saturday, 27 September 2014

The commute and the Juma

So I've had a rather excitable last 2 weeks, I've started commuting to work with a colleague who happens to be hella strong too.. last week was our first week and i must say the transition from the indoor trainer attempts and an out-ride have proved... futile.. maybe not futile as such but Devlin's just hella strong.. as i begged at the foot of his calves on every climb to work, i knew i was in for a constant beating till i can at least hold my own on a climb..

So the long and the short: the commute from home, meet Devlin and ride to work is just under 30km and 588m ascent (Fourways to Selby), but from Devlin to work its just under 25km and 480m climbing. Way home is about 280m climbing and 500m odd descent so yes, the rides  home are crazy fun and games while the ride to work is the personality test... this week  however we ended the week on a win on Friday.. we shaved off a good 7 minutes on the travel to work.. my Suunto loves me, i needed to be told i was getting better next to my encouraging riding partner, even the Linden climb doesn't feel as horrid anymore.. i'm happier being back on the bike.. so needed <3

The most notable thing... riding through the center of town isn't as bad as i would have thought(yes there are crazy moments)... the taxis seem to understand.. the cars accommodating.. mornings frantic with Metros making the inner city more manageable :) bet ya'll never seen the beautiful waterfall just past the bridge towards Milpark/Empire road..  this commute has been a young suffer fest but more a pleasure too!!

Another excitable happening last week was being asked to join a few mtb'ers to ride a few of the new additions to the HollardJuma....boy oh boy what a party!!! There was all the cool kids including Mike Hewan (the Complete Cyclist Machiiiiine with legs to go ;) ), Neil Evans, this invitingly mysterious gent who was our route guide and part of the route building team, baggies and all, he's also known as the Spruit fairy, this was very awesome to hear as I've been very impressed with the bridges on the Spruit and the cleaned up and amplified bridges sure makes for some Urban fun at your door step!! And of course, our host, Andy Hadfield, a very intriguing gent, playful at most but works his iphone impressively too!!

Okay, so where do we start.. we rode up to Montgomery Park from Marks Park, through Melville Koppies, we had a young mechanical, more laughs and proper play mode on the bike then i had to dash back to the office... work.. sigh... but am so happy they let me ride for a few hours still**! 

I picture this race is going to be insane.. just because Jozi mtb'ers are awesome with a fair dash of crazy, the race prize purse has been rumored to be quite high so yes, this will attract the racing snakes too but it will also attract the Spruit lovers, beginners everybody... i picture myself in a pink ballerina outfit going crazy.. yes.. I'm excited if i may say so myself, I've posted a few pics from the ride, picture these x100!

There are still a few entries available, HollardJuma is on 12th October - if not why not ;)


Sunday, 14 September 2014

Chicken Shit

So an update from the previous week - the pursuit to eat well is going great, no strength training from the past week as i was just feeling pap. Rode the weekend which was awesome but probably the most important ride was my Saturday ride, I haven't done an out-ride for the last 6 weeks probably so Devlyn asking me to ride with him was daunting.. to paint the picture, he is proper Afrikaans built..has to be about 2m tall with carves for days and his just strong... if you know what i mean.

The most interesting thought around all this was this : either I know how to pick em, or they just know how to pick me... the hurt locker place..He's been commuting to work so hes gotten quite strong, did i mention he used to race BMX in his younger days????

Anyway, after much deliberation, we went for our ride on the Spruit which was beautiful but included chicken shit moments.. i was scared to take chances..this is always a good thing cause the reminder of what courage is changes everything.. i needed this wake up.. headed to our coffee stop we had a few grumpies on route which didn't make sense as they were either with kids or solo.. how can you be angry on the bike then? I however had reason to be grumpy - feeling like the arse end of diarrhea on every climb as my chest burned i chased those carves ...towards the end, realizing that Bryanston is not flat.. sigh.

He has suggested we ride to work together... says my pedigree shows.. this could have been awkward but he says he can see i can ride a bike.. which is good... I think..

We start commuting to work tomorrow.. i'm chicken shit for that too but when courage knocks, i welcome her with open arms.. we are nothing if we never embrace that first step and try.. will keep you updated on our venture**!

Rode again in PTA on Sunday with a few friends, great ride that landed me with my chin on the edge of a concrete block thing trying to avoid falling into the river.. i was pulling stunts as we all know and i came short proper... landing on my chin rang alarm bells but luckily there's no major damage, little skin, bit o blood- thank heaven for the stuff I'm made of :) but i'm certain I'll show that little trickster who's boss next week!

Happy new week all**

Sunday, 7 September 2014

Outsourcing Humanity

So we've had an intense week of strength training and good eating :), so greeeat**! I'm a bundle of joy with finding rhythm on the bike again and being more consistent = managing work better :)

This weekend has been a rather interesting one and figured i'd share my thoughts..

So i had an epiphany this weekend of how we've become so independent ...we've lost probably the most beautiful part of what it means to be human and being present - we outsource everything that requires effort including being a friend and showing up for family, anything that doesn't desperately need your personal touch will be outsourced. Perhaps this has always been me as I stepped into the shoes of independence - at the tender age of 15 starting work on weekends so i could afford my own jeans, movie outings and all things that make teens happy..  many years later i know how much I've perfected outsourcing... 

I was taken aback by seeing family and neighbours giving their evenings in the week to assist the mourning family, their hard earned weekend to assist the family in mourning, from the peeling of the potatoes, washing dishes and cleaning a house that was not theirs... we don't stretch ourselves so much anymore... not with family or friends... we are uncomfortable with the thought of being uncomfortable... 

This whole encounter reminded to not let go of the most beautiful part of our culture - spreading myself more, in places where my presence/ touch or voice can make a difference, ill be there.. a commitment I've made to myself.. less selfish, more selfless.

In this as well was the reminder of how often we neglect the elderly at these gatherings while seeking comfort of sorts amongst our peers, I in this case didn't have comfort as an option, with my +1's family always a daunting place.. i decided to tuck and roll and spread myself... with this i encountered a different people, a different language, a different culture... moments of not understanding what was being said but the love that flowed past the circumstance enriched me..all those hours so golden and treasured. We spend many weekends with friends and colleagues yet we still give away the opportunity to pick at these rich diamonds still available to us.. paradigm shift has happened.. i love the shoes I've stepped into and the woman i see rising, happy new week all**!

You're the only guard to the light that shines within you.. be selfless.. at its dimmest the light still breaks the darkness