Sorry about the brief hiatus. I’ve been away and not blogging, on account of living in a field and all that.
While the North West enjoyed the weather that it’s famous for (i.e. bobbins), we headed to Norfolk, to camp within the grounds of Sandringham, where the Royal family spend 10 weeks each year and eat their Christmas dinner together. To sum up the week in one sentence, it was sunny; relaxed; idyllic; woody; tasty; splashy; barbecuey; pretty and fun.
The #August150 Update
As I write, 40 people are featured on the August150 spreadsheet. 8 have already finished, another 3 have done more than two-thirds of the miles and 29 people have logged some miles. If you want to join in, let me know and I’ll tell you how. Basically, I need the email address you use for Google, and you’re in!
Personally, my Norfolk week didn’t go well in August 150 terms. We only got one ride out really, aside from a couple of trips to the shop. On the day we’d planned a good explore, N1S’s bike inexplicable exploded whilst leaning against a fence. On closer inspection, it seems I’d pumped the tyre up too hard and an errant spoke was causing a stress point against the rim. When he’d done a little lap around the site, the warmth and pressure had got up and then the tyre simply went “BANG! PFFFFT!” once the bike was rested. Grrrr. One failed repair and a trip to Halfords later, the bike was ok but our time was gone.
We did get a ride along NCN Route 1 later in the week though. It’s gorgeous. It got me thinking: We’ve rode along NCN1 now, and I live on NCN66 – that leaves 64 routes. Too many. So I might look into which routes I could travel to within a day from mine and try to tick a bunch of those off – what d’you think? Speaking of canals (I know I wasn’t but NCN66 is along Rochdale Canal a good slug of the way), have you seen LouLouK’s blog about her ride along the Leeds-Liverpool canal? You should – it’s an inspiration to anyone who thinks they might not be able to get some big riding done.
Just a brief note here. In the past, I’ve had some crashing hypos whilst on holiday. The trouble with Type 1 diabetes is that I tend to dose myself up with the same amount of insulin most days, but on holiday you do loads more exercise by stealth. By stealth, I mean that you don’t realise.
Then what happens is that you wake up at night with crazily low blood sugars, doing weird things and amusing/terrifying your loved ones. Well, I’ve found the secret: test more! By taking my glucose monitor and simply doing the finger prick tests more often, I was able to avoid any silly hypos this holiday. In fact, my only low was on the last day, when packing up took us way past lunchtime. A quick Cadbury’s Twirl and I was back on track! Sorted 🙂 Feel better, go longer, be safer, test more.
That’s all for today, save these few photos of our lovely break.
I’m hoping to get out for a ride with Jon tomorrow evening, so I might make a start on some proper miles at long last – maybe too late for the August 150, but fingers crossed I might just do it!