When I got asked to write a story about biking I thought … ‘What makes me qualified to write a story? I’m no big shot racer. I don’t have a
Last week Daisy and I went on a short bush walk with some of the beautiful tamariki from her Kohanga. A kereru flew overhead and landed on a spindly branch high above. On landing, a gust of wind swept through the canopy and the kereru, gripping the branch, was tossed about. The tamariki swayed in time with the bird and watched in awe. "Woooooah, woooooah, wooooah" they chanted with every gust, willing the kereru to kia kaha and not let go! The tamariki didn't want to stop watching the kereru.
Four months has passed since our wee girl, Daisy, wriggled her way into the world. It was quite a long journey full of adventure. Overcome with curiosity, she went sight-seeing on her way out, getting herself a little lost before eventually emerging some 2 1/2 days after her journey began. Some wonderful people helped her on her journey.
Spring sunshine and light mornings - this speaks to me! It's so easy to be up again not too long after 6am (possibly because I am generally asleep by 9:30pm) and this morning it was the perfect weather for a wee soiree on the bicicleta.
At around the 30 week mark my fitness took a 180 degree turn and all of a sudden the intensity and length of time I could exercise HUGELY diminished without
Now I've never felt the belly of a pot-bellied MAMIL but I have recently come to imagine it might be something like having a baby bump. Just a few weeks ago I was riding home from work, struggling up a steep hill with my thighs digging into my preggy belly and thinking, is this how a pot-bellied MAMIL feels?
Sarah: When is your next cyclocross race? James: 18th June. You should do it. You can ride around with your bump, it’ll be cute. Sarah: [I was silent while picturing
Entering week 24…sporting an egg-shaped bump. Feel strong, healthy and a lot fitter than I did during a heinous first trimester of 24/7 nausea and eating all things white, plus
