Cycling to Work

19 04 2012

I really didn’t realise that it had been so long since I had written anything here, which just goes to prove that not a lot has happened.  Well apart from the trip to Wales.

Recently, in an effort to get fit, I bought a new bike, a road bike so that I could ride to work.  I know that this is against all of my Mountain Biking heritage, but I just need something that will be a bit easier, and the skinny tyres do help a lot.  Now the bike is nothing spectacular, it was the only bike that I could afford in the size that I needed, plus I got a load of Nectar points buying through Amazon (better Christmas presents for my family now).

My plan is to ride the 5.75 miles to work as often as I can, both to get fit and save money.  So far it has rained more often than not, so I haven’t got as much use as I wanted.  When I do go in though, it takes me about 27 minutes, which would be shorter if it weren’t for all of the pesky traffic lights and the level crossing that is bound to have a train coming when I need to be passing it.

It is quite good to see so many people riding to work, I invariably pass the same people going in the opposite direction every day, and they are a right miserable bunch.  None of them ever smile, it is probably my fault, why would they want to smile back at someone gurning like a fool.  But I find cycling a happy experience, I enjoy it, and it makes me smile.  I quite understand people on their way to work being miserable, but surely they must be able to think back to the fun that they had on their bikes when they were kids.  I can, and to me my bike still means fun and freedom, even if it is tempered by the fact that I have to spend the next 8 hours a day sat behind a desk in a soul sucking job.

Normally in a car my trip to work takes about 20 minutes, I would much rather spend another 8 on my bike, getting some fresh air.  It really helps that over half of my ride is on cycle lanes.  I wish it was more though.

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Sometimes…

4 10 2010

Sometime I love Portsmouth, the City where I was born and brought up, the City that I moved away from and then moved back to.

Sometimes I hate Portsmouth, the City where I was born and brought up, the City that I moved away from and then moved back to.

It is beautiful, it is fun, there is a lot to do, there is a thriving music scene as shown by Southsefest, the free museums are maybe not the best, but they are free and worth going to.  You can always have a good night out whatever your tastes are, being pubbing or clubbing, restaurant or theatre.

Sadly it is also home to a very small minority of small minded, petty vindictive and spiteful people. 

The reason that I bring this up is because somebody burnt down the Southsea Dinosaur which I am not too happy about (I think that you may have guessed) .

Apparantly now there is a £1000 reward for anyone that has any information.  The general opinion is that it was a student that did it, however I believe that students have more respect for art and the things around them.

Rant over.





Random Diary

17 05 2010
This is a bit of a catch up Blog, as I have been on Holiday and got lots to tell you, about all sorts of different things.  I am going to do it diary style.
 
Saturday 8th of May – Celebration of Steam at the Historic Dockyard.
 
H and I decided that we would go down to the Celebration of Steam, not sure what it would entail, but we had a great day.   Our £12 ticket, got us entry to HMS Warrior, which I had wanted to go on for ages, a Harbour tour on a

Traction Engine

boat, where we got to see part of the British Navy that is docked in Portsmouth.  As well as this there was a collection of traction engines and steam powered memorabelia including the world record holding fastest steam car in the world, which took the record by going nearly 150 mph.

 
There was also an Ale and Sausage Festival where we had a local tipple and an Ostrich burger.  Which I can say is very nice.
 
Monday 10th May – Natural History Museum – London
 
As we were flying to Riga Early on Tuesday we had decided to stay at Stanstead the night before which gave us the opportunity to go to London.

The Natural History Museum Dinosaur

  We had wanted to get to the Natural History Museum for ages and it didn’t disappoint.  It is spectacular but we could have done with having more time. 

 
After a swift meal in China Town we headed to Wimbledon to meet with May-Z who unfortunately wouldn’t be there for my birthday.  We had some great conversations about professional quiz-masters among others.
 
Tuesday 11th May – Riga
 
We flew to Riga from Stanstead on Ryan Air.  It was ok.  It was also my Dad’s birthday, so happy birthday to him.  I will write more about Riga in another Blog, but it was great fun.
 
Saturday 15th May- FA Cup Final
 
Pompey were in the FA Cup final, after a turbulent season with Relegation administration, numerous owners and players jumping ship, we had battled our way to Wembley. 
 
We defended brilliantly in the first half and were saved by the woodwork on 6 occasions and went in at half time 0-0.
 
Daring to dream in the second half, we had a penalty, which Kevin Prince Boateng scuffed and was saved, and then Didier Drogba scored the winner.  Not what the fairytale deserved.
 
Sunday 16th May – World Twenty-20 and Gigs.
 
Well done to England, World T-20 champions.  It was a brilliant final, with all parts of our team on fire.  Bowling was economical, Craig Kieswetter and KP were on fire, and we were finally steered home by Paul Collingwood and Eion Morgan with 3 overs to go, a huge margin in this form of the game.  To beat the Aussies was the icing on the cake.
 
As soon as this had finished I rushed out the door to go and see North Atlantic Oscilation at the Joiners. The Sarah Griffin Band were great, the Rebs were average and NAO were probably the best band that I had seen this year.
 
There you go, brief, but good.  I will catch you up on Riga later.  




City of the Damned

25 02 2009

As you may know, I am not the most dynamic of people, and do like spending time in front of a computer, however I do like to get out of the office at lunchtime. 

Before I started working here, I very rarely came into the city, but now I do, I generally alternate the walks that I go for on my lunch hour, between the Seafront, Gunwharf and the city centre.  I am beginning to now despise the city centre, its grey and depressing.  The people are rude and normally the unemployed shoplifting type. 

If you aren’t dodging the pools of phlegm on the pavement you are being rammed by fat people in electric granny wagons.  Not because they can’t walk but because they are too lazy.  Also having to walk at either 2 paces a minute because you can’t overtake the herds of prams really annoys me.

Like most city centres now, you have to fight your way past the charity muggers, (although for fun a while back I did stop for a chat with one, because she was attractive and Irish) to get to the 2 shops that are still open that aren’t Mobile Phone Shops.

The staff are usually unhelpful and look just as unhappy to be there as the customers that they are serving.  I don’t think that this is particular to Portsmouth, infact I know that it isn’t and as the country is slipping into a depression, I think it is going to get worse.  It doesn’t help that there are no different types of shop.  I much prefer the smaller towns with the independent retailers.  If only Albert Road were within walking distance.

I think that I may have to alter my walking patterns to avoid this, as its really beginning to annoy me, I might try and spend some more time at the seafront, or read a few more books during my lunch break.





Circumnavigation

31 07 2008

I have just ridden my bike around the independent Isle of Portsmouth.  I stuck to the roads that took me as close to the sea as I could and following cycle paths where possible.  It took me less than 2 hours and I did it non stop.  I think that I am getting a bit fitter.  I had to do it as I am awaiting a really important phone call and needed to use up a bit of energy.

Just thought you might like to know.