IDMark2
Dodgy Aerial
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Hi,
My cycling history has been on and off for most of my life but a wakeup call in the form of a stroke back in 2010 gave me a good reason to start getting to grips with things... I weighed 16 and a half stone, smoked and polished off a bottle of red most nights.
My birthday was coming up so I asked my family and friends to club together for a Turbo Trainer for my bike. At that stage I couldn't stand up or walk without a stick because my right-hand side was under the control of some entity other than myself, but I was determined to do something to get fitter and I duly installed my old Trek 1000 on the trainer in the shed at the bottom of the garden and began. Ten minutes later I finished and went back to the house and slept for a day or two.
Anyway, I carried on over the next year or so and was dreaming of getting out on the roads like in the old days. I got stronger and did exercises to improve things like only using one hand on the handlebar for 5 minutes, or looking over my shoulder as if checking for traffic behind. Smoking and drinking had gone and so had over 3 stone. Just one thing to do before I could say I was a cyclist...go out on my bike!
So I'm here now, doing two or three rides a week of 30 miles or more, out and about, dressed in 'cheap as I could find' lycra because I haven't earned in a while, thanking you for reading so far and hoping that you all are happy and healthy because it's better to be that way!
Ian
My cycling history has been on and off for most of my life but a wakeup call in the form of a stroke back in 2010 gave me a good reason to start getting to grips with things... I weighed 16 and a half stone, smoked and polished off a bottle of red most nights.
My birthday was coming up so I asked my family and friends to club together for a Turbo Trainer for my bike. At that stage I couldn't stand up or walk without a stick because my right-hand side was under the control of some entity other than myself, but I was determined to do something to get fitter and I duly installed my old Trek 1000 on the trainer in the shed at the bottom of the garden and began. Ten minutes later I finished and went back to the house and slept for a day or two.
Anyway, I carried on over the next year or so and was dreaming of getting out on the roads like in the old days. I got stronger and did exercises to improve things like only using one hand on the handlebar for 5 minutes, or looking over my shoulder as if checking for traffic behind. Smoking and drinking had gone and so had over 3 stone. Just one thing to do before I could say I was a cyclist...go out on my bike!
So I'm here now, doing two or three rides a week of 30 miles or more, out and about, dressed in 'cheap as I could find' lycra because I haven't earned in a while, thanking you for reading so far and hoping that you all are happy and healthy because it's better to be that way!
Ian
reading your story you must me chuffed with yourself .Have you got any cycling goals?
