Never say "I'm OK"

I will learn one day. I have another four sessions with Amy, the Personal Trainer. When the question is asked "How are you feeling?", you never reply "I'm OK". Even if there are no aches or pains, it is best to make some up or else you will end up being asked to do things that do make you ache. So yesterday evening I found myself on the rowing machine again, followed by various exercises that nearly puuled my arms off, or made the shoulders ache. But I have to confess that, really, I was OK. Just hope Amy doesn't read this ..

I never thought I'd join a gym!

Clearly this is getting serious! For the first time ever I've joined a gym. Having a reduced rate from the EMAP benefits scheme has helped of course. The first few sessions are over - mainly static bike rowing machine.

Had a 30 minute session last evening under the eagle eye of a Personal Trainer. I've never felt as stiff as I do today, but that will improve. Plenty of squats and using muscles that I didn't know about and I'm paying the price today. But if it helps when September comes, it will be worth it.

Why another charity ride?

Well, here we go again! The truth is I really enjoyed the London to Paris ride and wanted to have another go. Perhaps it was the wonderful weather or perhaps the company of a lovely group. Whatever the reason, I wanted to get another charity ride in before I realise that my 60th is not too far away. I have kept in touch with same friends from the Paris trip and we have met up several times this year in each other's areas and that convinced me that I am able to do this new trip. This will also be in memory of my mother and my father-in-law, both of whom were victims of MND 26 and 23 years ago respectively.

It will be tough and will need a lot of work to make sure I am in a position to enjoy it. 4 days and 330 miles. The first day looks fairly easy, second day more difficult, third day testing and the last day tough. At least the morning will be will a climb to 1300 metres. Then a reward of a lovely downhill 50 kilometres into Geneva. So encourage me by giving generously. The more there is in the pot before I go, the more I will be determined to get there.