Well today is the day that I thought may never arrive.
This morning at about 0530, 24 hrs after I set off, I Everested Green Valley Drive.
I want to make one thing very clear. I'm no ex pro, club racer or single dude with nothing better to do than ride all day every day. But I can read, and read I did.
I researched as much as I could about what is required to make the summit. Everything from the climb to choose, how much training you should do, the food you eat and when you drink. I also obsessed over the gearing to run.
The raw data can be fund here. https://www.strava.com/activities/456760790
I decided to put my old compact cranks on so I ended up having 34/28. Dave Edwards even suggested I would be the first to finish on Gumwalls (on lap 5 admittedly). Unless anyone can prove otherwise I'll take that too!
All the technical crap aside, I really wanted to give a bit of an…Continue
At the beginning of the year, Kate and I had just returned from our summer holidays, and while still on a high, we started planning our next trip:
This time we fancied a touring holiday on our Tandem bike, so we grabbed a map & looked towards Kangaroo Island.
We decided we wanted to use self-contained units, so we booked our accommodation along our chosen route, which would cover Central, Southern and Eastern Kangaroo Island.
Ten months on, and plenty of training rides later, we were fit & ready to go.
But, just two days before we were due to go, I was hit with a chest infection. I found extra room in the panniers for some antibiotics, and we were off.
Gavin Nugent from AvantiPlus Salisbury had done a good job getting our bike ready for our tour, so we were confident with our bike, but we took plenty of spare bits and pieces anyway. (You never know what might happen).
The next few days are best described in photos, so, here is our…Continue
My name is Kylie Smith, and I am a cyclist.
I suppose I started out the same way as most kids. I learned to ride at a pretty young age and enjoyed occasional rides with my parents along linear park or over to grandma's house. In my final year of primary school there was a small group of us that would ride together. But once high school started, it was too far to ride and the friendships that sustained my earlier riding days fell away, so the bike was relegated to the back of the shed.
Once I moved out of home, my boyfriend and I lived within riding distance of the city. Our bikes were rescued from the back of our respective sheds and started getting a workout. He soon upgraded to a shiny new road bike, but I didn't see the point. My old mountain bike from when I was 12 worked perfectly fine. I started commuting to the city for uni (about 5km) and to the airport for work (about 15km). But I was a person who rode a bike to work, I wasn't a cyclist.