Why am I here?


Why am I here? Not in an existential way, just why am I here on blogger?

My intention is to record good stuff that I do - bike rides, baking, making and visiting - and the silly, clumsy stuff too.

Watch this space and I apologise in advance if my updates are a bit sparse. I never was much good with diaries...



Wednesday, 23 March 2011

I were right abaht that saddle though

Oh dear, nearly two weeks since my last update and there's very little to tell you.
Weight loss minimal, been off sick for 3 days with some crappy virus that made me lose my voice but the important bit is..
I got the bike finished!!!
After a minor headset catastrophe (as in, the one I had was not complete)  - and I thought I was going to have to go for a hardcore off road ride with the girlies on the Halfords hybrid bike. That could have been interesting, but as it happens I got her finished in the nick of time.


My precious
And as it also happens, because of illness - not all of it alcohol related - I baled on the ride, instead opting to ride the 28 miles home from Bakewell because I woke up ridiculously early and I am crap at being quiet.
I mailed J before I set off and then just as I got to the other side of Bakewell he texted to see whether I wanted picking up. I was actually quite prepared to ride all the way home - I wouldn't have set off in teh first place if I hadn't been - but he offered and I was ill... I made it to the other side of Calver, half way up that big old hill, when he got to me.
I went back to bed for the rest of the day. Poorly and almost mute.
I had Monday booked off as holiday so I (stupidly?) went for an 18 miler with the boys and Bimbenstein was great.
See...


At Wyming Brook, waiting for the boys.

 She is a much more suitable size for me and even though she's going to take some getting used to with different gear ratios etc I don't think near-silent gear changes and not kneeing myself in the boobs is ever going to get old... The only problems were a pedal crank that insisted on coming loose and the fact that I had put one of J's old but expensive saddles on because it was to hand and I think it was designed for little boys with slender bottoms, because my fat bird arse was killing when I got home.

As painful as it is, I think the saddle that says Windie on it is going to have to go on the bike. It's like it was made for me. In more ways than one...

Thursday, 10 March 2011

Bits of news

Not got a lot to tell you - the bike building has stalled a bit and so has the exercise. Tut tut.
I've been under the weather a bit - I have a tendancy toward a little black cloud every now and again and J's oncology check was looming which always does a job on me.
Still, he had that on Tuesday and everything's looking okay. :-D
He saw the lovely Prof who looked after him throughout his treatment and she spent ages with him showing him his MRI pictures from before and during his treatment - apparently they weren't pretty. All okay so far though, at the third anniversary of his diagnosis. And to celebrate, the Prof has moved his checkups to 6 month intervals. That's quite reassuring, so hopefully now MY body will stop being such a wuss and the coldsores will heal and the motivation will kick in again. Here's hoping...

Despite the lack of exercise I *have* been trying to eat healthily and it looks like it might have helped. I weighed myself this morning and I have moved down into the next decade of kilograms - it's a big psychological boost seeing a smaller number up front. This shift means my BMI has also dropped into the next number down and best of all, my body fat % has too.
This doesn't mean I am slender yet, but it does mean I am headed in the right direction, and that's good enough for me.
For now.

On the bike front, the handlebars arrived and the general consensus is that they are huge, but they feel really comfy. I suppose the proof will come when I keep riding into trees/walls/cows and end up chopping the ends off the bars. The riding position feels promising though.


My pretty


A LOT less squashed up then on the old bike, and I CAN still hang my bum off the back of the saddle. Looking promising...

Right, I am off to Sherwood Forest to a company meeting and then off orienteering, apparently. I can't wait. Seriously!!

Sunday, 6 March 2011

Project Funky Rhubarb* begins

I decided, in a moment of ambition, that I was going to build myself a new bike. I have an old bike with perfectly good stuff on, but the bike is just too small for me. I know I have been riding this bike for a few years now and you'd've thought I would have twigged that by now, but I didn't - but once I got it in my head that was it - I had to have a new bike.
However, there's nothing really wrong with the old one so I couldn't justify buying a new one.
I figured building my own would be a good way to learn about bike mechanicals and it'd be something cool to do. Like I said, ambitious...

Anyway, I found 'the frame' on Pinkbike.com and within 3 days of buying it, it arrived all bubblewrapped. You wouldn't believe how giddy I was.
This is what I got (I put my new forks in to show how the white and red forks didn't go and to justify therefore having it resprayed/powdercoated - more on that later):


It was a very pretty paint job, but it didn't go with the forks and, in honesty, I wanted a red bike!
I suspect the seller left the cranks and bottom bracket and the headset cups fitted because he couldn't get them off, because they took some elbow grease (and my 3rd ever proper bike tool - my shiny Park Tool crank remover) and creative use of a socket set extension and hammer to get them all off, but I did it. This gave me some confidence that actually I wasn't as inept as I feared. Woohoo!

I knew the frame had to be red and, after much research, I decided to get it powdercoated a nice shade of blood red, to go with the fork decals. Yes, I AM that girlie!!
I actually took Friday afternoon off work so I could take it to be done. I took it to a small company in Sheffield and was quite relieved to see them stripping a Cannondale frame as I went in. And even more flattered when the owner asked whether I was building it myself and was really impressed when I said yes. :-) I mentioned that the bottom bracket shell and all the other bolt hole MUST be masked well, that there must be no overspray on any of those bits.
J collected it on Thursday for me - I was 200 miles away at head office. Typical!! They sent me a photo and even in the bad lighting I could see red stuff in the BB shell!! And when I say red - it looked kind of salmon pink. Oh dear. I was dreading what I was going to get home to. :-S

I got home later that day and the frame DID look pink and it DID have overspray on the bottom bracket threads. Oh god. That threw me - how on earth was I, the mechanical numpty, going to deal with that. I decided it was going to have to go to the bike shop to have the threads retapped.



Funky Rhubarb. What am I going to do with a rhubarb coloured bike with fouled up bottom bracket threads??

So, what could I do until I could get to the bike shop to get them done? Refit the headset cups and the various clips and bolts that I took off. That took an entire lunch hour of breezeblocks, blocks of wood and my trusty hammer, but I did it. Again, a small victory and I was really relieved to see that, with a few black bits on the frame and the forks just pushed through and held in place with a temporary stem and my old wheels in it, it looked less pinky/more brick red. I could deal with that. Not quite my lovely blood red, but definitely better. And it was starting to look like a bike now too:



So, now it was time to deal with that overspray...
With the advice (sometimes conflicting) and calm reassurance from some of my friends, and mechanical support in the shape of J's brothers dremel, I attacked the threads gently and slowly but slowly, they started to come shiny and clean. J stayed to help for a little while, but I was fretting and bitching and it was safer in the end for him to retire to bed with his book. Ooops. Sorry Julian...

Anyway, another minor victory there meant I could fit the bottom bracket, the cranks and my SPD pedals.
I bought a new seat stem and borrowed J's old saddle, just for photographic purposes, and this is where I was by Saturday afternoon:



I am still not brave enough to cut the steerer tube but it will need doing at some point, but I can do it, I am not as useless as I first thought I was.

Next?
Well, I have ordered a set of white Felt decals and a set of black handlebars, so waiting for those to arrive, and the chap in the bike shop appears to have donated a gear cable guide so I need to pick up some gear cables, a chain and some handlebar grips and then I can start transferring the gubbins from my old bike. How very exciting!!
And after that, when it is all ready to ride, I will get some white Team Bimbo stickers made and the transformation will be complete.

Sorry if this was a bit of a long and boring read but I am just documenting the build process.

* The name Funky Rhubarb comes from my lovely friend Heather who, when she came out with that name, cheered me up no end and actually made me feel loads better about the colour, even if it wasn't quite what I expected.

Tuesday, 1 March 2011

Come on spring, do your thing!!

Bored with cold weather now. And having heating now means you're never quite sure just how freezing it is going to be when you finally get outside - although currently it is fair to assume that 'bloody cold' will do.

Anyway, the headlines - got my new bike frame and took it to be powdercoated. Very giddy because that *might* be ready to collect today. Also, got my body fat and BMI under my first targets I had set. Don't get me wrong, I am still a fat knacker, just slightly less so...

We went for a walk in Rivelin Valley on Saturday - took our cameras and had a nice pootle around, snapping pictures off here there and everywhere and it was nice. I think I have almost got my photography mojo back. Yay. I've missed it. I hope this is the start of me getting a bit of get up and go back because I am fed up of lacking the motivation to do even the slightest thing. Fingers crossed, eh.

Anyway - here is one of my pics from Saturday. It cheered me up when I saw these little fellas, made me feel a little bit like spring is almost here...


Exercise wise:
In the past week I have stuck to my press up and sit up plans, I have turboed twice, been for a real bike ride once, been for a walk with some fairly decent hills and been for a 'run' this morning (I think I actually did walk most of it today). I still don't like running but I did do my best time so far for the route I did. It's only 4.5km, but it is hilly and horrible and I took 2 minutes off my previous time. I don't think I will ever enjoy running but it is a very handy way to get a quick stint of exercise in, and no muddy bike to wash when I get back. Maybe when it is a bit warmer and I can go out in shorts I will change my mind, we'll see...

Right, I'm off to work now. Whoop.