Change is the natural state of things. The above description of my cycling activities and ambitions no longer applies, as I've now well and truly got the bug. My ambitions are high and my training schedule full. Sadly, there is no "Helen" day any more and I'm often a right-off during the week due to some very early morning rides. This is a selfish and consuming sport, so watch it!
By the way, the target audience I have in mind for this blog are people starting out in the sport. When I first began endurance cyclikng, I wanted to get an idea of what it was like, but didn't find much around that helped. Hopefully this has been useful to those of you who are/were in a similar position to where I was. Happy cycling! :-)
About me (January 2012)
My name is Andrew Morrison. I live in Paraparaumu, which is around 55 kilometres north of Wellington, New Zealand. I’m in my early 50s, am married, and have three children in their early twenties. I work as a research analyst in the Ministry of Education in Wellington, commuting daily by train.
I’ve always been interested in solo sports activities, such as tramping, running and cycling. They give me great pleasure and I get quite depressed when I can’t channel my energies into them. Unfortunately, I’ve been plagued with a problematic right knee since my mid-teens, which has often meant long periods with no such activity. Running has been completely ruled out since about 5 years ago. However, I’ve found that cycling has been fine, as long as I am careful and watch my style. I’ve rarely made it to my current level of fitness, so things are looking good for the future!
Work and family have always come first for me. However, now with the children grown up, I have claimed Saturdays as my day to use as I will, i.e. to go for long rides. Sundays are for my wife, although she often has the doubtful pleasure of an exhausted husband not good for anything very practical. I also usually take an hour’s lunch from work and use it for gym work. As my cycling and fitness improves, I may be able to negotiate the odd evening ride during the week.