“All those moments will be lost in time… like tears in rain”
– Rutger Hauer: Blade Runner
2015 has brought a mixture of good & bad. I lost 3 months to injury & illness & in-between I was in for a yo-yo of a ride. The year was all about becoming a Daddy. I found out at the start of February that my life was going to change forever. There was high hopes of making 2015 one of the greatest before moving onto a new chapter of my life.
The best laid plans of mice & men…….
Two weeks later a rider injured me when he crashed into the back of me at the Gippsland Gold. This led to a chest infection. Which led to another chest infection & then more illness and it became a winter from hell. Every day lost was one step closer to becoming a daddy & the days were quickly ticking away. I pushed myself hard to recover. This subsequently led to me straining my Achilles at the end of July. Costing me four more weeks of recovery and at this point I basically wrote off 2015.
With less than 3 months until the impending birth of my son, and very little fitness I found myself in damage control. I never gave up & devised a crazy plan to salvage 2015. I returned from injury to do a risky 100km ride which paid off & from here my rides kept getting bigger & bigger. My bucket list is quite big, but I tried to tick off as many rides as I could fit in and it was a fairy tale ending. I was lucky to have had one of the best ever recoveries and wound up knocking out some of my strongest rides for the year. This included several double centuries, a 300km ride & finishing off with an Everest on Daniel Solander Drive.
The best & worst of 2015
- Tarra Bulga National Park
- Two Roads lead to Donna
- 5 Dams
- Getting to ride 6 minus zero degree days (love freezing cold mornings)
- The Bass Coast
Add four Everests & several 300 km rides to the mix and I have to look back and say that 2015 did bring some amazing times this year.
Worst (gotta always take the good with the bad):
- I rode out to a pregnancy class to meet my wife. She forgot to bring my change of clothes & it was embarrassing to sit out that class in my Lycra
- An overly ambitious 200km ride which led to me tearing my Achilles
- Amy’s Gran Bonko
2015 was a year of grand travel & exploring for me. I have experienced so much and have been riding almost five years now. With over 60,000 km in the legs.
Daddyhood has been good for me. I’ve still been able to get in a fair bit of riding, knocking out an excess of 2,500 km’s since my son William came along late October.
I now get a chance to live out my dreams through my sons eyes. If ever I get a chance to take him down some of the amazing paths I’ve been down I will be a very proud dad.
I wanted to finish off 2015 with a tribute to my friends.
I have met so many friends along the way and wish I could tell you stories about all of them. But you would be reading for hours on end. I’ve been inspired by everyone that I follow on Strava. Whether you get out to do a 5 km to work, or pump out an epic ride makes me happy and inspires me to get out & ride & to write for this blog.
I’ve posted a small selection of images that not only show my friends passion for cycling, but go to show that some of my friends are just as crazy as I am.
To be continued……….