Weight loss rider hits the dirt
This I was able to do quite a bit recently, pounding my local trails of Clent, Lickey Hills and Waseley Hills. Commuting everyday on my new Giant Defy 2 road bike is just a means to an end – ie losing weight and build fitness for mountain biking.
As I booked a few days off to be with the family over Easter I knew my pedalling would take a back seat due to family stuff. So, after a bit of negotiation with she who must be obeyed, it was agreed that I would be up at my normal commuting time of 5am and I could go out to play as long as I was back no later than 9am for my fatherly/husbandly duties.
This was not a drama for me as I am used to an early start; in fact the best bit of the day for me is the dawn, I absolutely love it. Pedalling down the Bristol Road in Brum at first light, I feel like everything belongs to me – it seems I’m the only person who’s stupid enough to be up and about at that time!
There’s a saying on the Fat Bikers Blog community – going on a ‘micro adventure’ – that really captured my imagination. So I never just go mountain biking anymore, I go on a ‘micro adventure’. I film the ride with my helmet cam and take pictures with my digital camera (although my filming and photography are pretty pants; like my fitness and weight loss, they’re a work in progress).
The first ride I went on over Easter was to the Lickey and Waseley Hills. I did nine miles: I rode over the Waseley Hills and took some good shots, then pedalled over to the Lickeys. After the Waseleys and the slog back up the Lickeys, I had a screaming descent from the top of Beacon Hill down towards the Rose and Crown.
As it was not quite light, my path through the trees was like riding down a chute; very exciting, but not quite as exciting as when I realised I was in fact riding down some steps put in by the wardens to stop path erosion. That concentrated the mind a bit!
The next morning there was a hell of a frost and the sky was crystal clear. I was pedalling at the beginning in the half light whereas yesterday it was darkness. A swift downhill towards Clent then a bit of road work to get towards Walton Hill Clent. The lanes were very quiet and I saw virtually no cars. Then I had a ball-breaking climb up towards the summit of Calcott Hill. Again I had to hike-a-bike! I was rewarded by a fantastic sunrise over the Waseleys as seen from the Clent Hills.
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