If you’d told me to get on a bike again after the end of day 2 I may have told you that I was throwing in the towel. My forearms ached, my shoulders were sore and I couldn’t actually squat far down on my right leg before the pain kicked in. I won’t even go… Continue reading Cycle Trip: Lincoln to Liverpool – Day 3
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Cycle Trip: Lincoln to Liverpool – Day 2
Be careful what you wish for. It’s a salutary lesson at the best of times, but today was an especial reminder. We knew that today would be arduous. The projected routes and elevations on google maps, for both legs of the journey, left us in no doubt about that. After our flat and fast (for… Continue reading Cycle Trip: Lincoln to Liverpool – Day 2
Cycle Trip: Lincoln to Liverpool – Day 1
The day before, we were thinking about setting off on the first leg at just after 9. To let the rush hour pass but to make sure that we could get to the end destination while it was still light. Then as the warm, sunny evening wore on and drinks were had, we thought around… Continue reading Cycle Trip: Lincoln to Liverpool – Day 1
‘Will you cycle with us?’, they said
My idea of getting back to normal after the last few months is to fret about a bike ride. My bike when I bought it, all shiny and new. Doesn't look this clean any more. It’s the one that had been arranged by Anne’s brother John (sometimes called Jack), way back last year. It was… Continue reading ‘Will you cycle with us?’, they said
A Eulogy for Our Dad
Mr Bhikhubhai Dajibhai Mistry (23rd Dec 1938 – 4th July 2021) Jai Shree Krishna. We’d like to say a few words here about Dad’s life and what he meant for us. We set out to organise Dad’s funeral this week and I suspect, absolutely no-one who knew Dad, will be surprised that he was ahead… Continue reading A Eulogy for Our Dad
Father’s Day
About a month ago I was happily looking at training plans for my September Half Marathon and seeing which ones I might actually manage to stick to for more than a couple of weeks. Running to train though has slightly gone out the window for now. Running for my own sense of wellbeing has replaced… Continue reading Father’s Day
100 years of my Grandma
A special thick envelope was delivered to my grandma’s house yesterday from the Queen. The special telegram, to be opened today!! Today she’ll open it and we’ll have a little Zoom celebration to mark her 100th birthday! Sita Ma has been the matriarch of our family since forever, showing us, and sometimes, even the Brahmin,… Continue reading 100 years of my Grandma
Dog Day Afternoon
A happy dog when he's with Anne A sorry day today as Rocco, the grumpy 13 year old Pomeranian, has been sent shuffling off this mortal coil to Doggie Heaven. He’s had a great retirement with us but in the last week or so he started having seizures and when the vet’s tests came back,… Continue reading Dog Day Afternoon
Dads and Dogs
I’ve been to my dad’s a few times recently and obviously brought my running gear. And I’ve realised that I’ve already created a default route. I want to say that I’m one of those free, devil-may-care runners who, one day may go left and the next, right, and meander through new avenues and paths, always… Continue reading Dads and Dogs
Volunteering at the River Park
It was, by mid-morning anyway, a rather warm hazy day. The water on the river barely rippled and we could see clearly over to Liverpool with the huge Anglican Cathedral taking centre stage. A view of the big city from tranquility. There were surprisingly few people about on such a clement morning and I asked… Continue reading Volunteering at the River Park
