MORE!

With the amount of exercise I’m doing now, I feel a bit like Agent Smith battling the apparently beatable but seeming-to-be invulnerable Neo. In the Matrix metaphor ‘being heavy’ is played by Neo, and in my case ‘HEAVINESS’ is the great enemy of cycling. Despite extreme sleep deprivation and some mammoth efforts, Neo continues to fight back. Weight insists on 85kg, no less. This being the case, like Agent Smith, I can only grit my teeth and insist: MORE! More of me getting around. More training, more time on the bike, even more strict dietary enforcements, less coffee, more fruit, less sandwiches, more salads.

HR ave: 132 (164 max)
Distance: 40.5km
Time: 1hr30
Kcal: 1222
Speed ave: 28.8km/h
Temp: 15/18/28 (can't believe that last stat is right!)
It was a windy ride this morning, blustery, with two buffets (making actual physical contact with another rider whilst riding), and two punctures. Alex was one of the guys who punctured. He was saying earlier in the ride that they had their office end of year function at Gold reef City last night. He says it was like a street party, very festive, nice atmosphere.

My landlady also had a sort of candlelit dinner in the garden. I tried to have a snooze whilst garden chatter drifted over the balcony into the loft. So anyway, while the guys were fixing their flats, I had a chance to check my cell phone for my seeding. Seems I’m in C, Helmut’s (a rival) in D. Alex says he expects Helmut to beat me by 10 minutes. My hat, we’ll have to see about that, but I won’t be riding with my Zipps so I’ll be feeling the full effect of the climbs, which may be a good thing.

Think after the 94.7 I can start riding on Thursdays, when the guys do the great monster: Northcliff Hill.

On the topic of more, I also need more of the following:
Hair
Knives and forks
Wine glasses
Bottles of wine
Wine opener
Working DVC
Nights out
Fruit
Milk
Sex
Sleep............Uh...Did I mention sleep? MORE!