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Well this week I've done plenty more cycling, although I was still ill all week. Still ill all, that doesn't look english. I was teaching cycling every day but one, when I was doing a photoshoot. We took the kids out in pouring rain for the first hour of their lesson, then took them back and made them hot chocolate for the second hour. It was really pleasant, and the kids were great, as all kids are in Kenley. On the way home from work on Friday I decided to go for a sprint up a small hill near me, so I got as much speed as I could out of the corner at the botton, stood up out of the saddle, pulled up on my pedal and my cleat slipped out launching me over the handle bars!! I lay in the road for a bit until an old lady turned the corner and I had to get up so that she didn't think I was dead. Injury pics coming soon.
I have a bruise the size of both my palms on my thigh and bloody elbows. I learnt something from this though. Like, yeah, it hurt, I'm not saying it didn't, but it reminded me that falling over and hurting yourself a bit is ok. Kids do it all the time, and I know that adults are heavier and have further to fall, but still, the fear of falling is not worth the reality. Falling over and cutting and bruising yourself is OK. Trust me.
The next day I entered the Women's National Track omnium at Herne Hill Velodrome. I didn't realise it was a Nationals. I just thought it was a local race because it was local. It was my first track race in ten years, and at one point I felt so nervous I thought that I was going to get sick. I didn't have a chance to warm up because I was late, so Simon let me use his rollers. I've never been on rollers before. They're 3 plastic cylinders that lie in a frame and spin under your wheels, a bit like a running machine. You have no support and just have to go faster to avoid falling off. Simon took most of my body weight, until I was given great advice "Look ahead and wiggle your fingers," it really works!!
There were about 20 women there, which was amazing and inspiring! Some of the young girls are already really fast at only 14. Our local Estelle Rogers was storming and as a fairly unknown name I think she took a lot of people by surprise. I did a few sprints and a scratch race, I also did the pursuit but it was so boring I forgot to start when the gun went and nearly fell asleep doing my4 lonely laps. The other races were awesome though and I've signed up to do another one in 3 weeks, to try and beat my last place position!
Sunday offered me more riding- this time I made it to the bicycle ballet rehersal on the right day. www.bicycleballet.co.uk. I met up with a bunch of performers in a tennis court in Woking- who were all delighfully friendly and welcoming. The volunteers included me, a retired gentlman, a Woking coucil member who was forced into it, and a curly haired girl called Marigold. We had to practice a routine that we sort-of made up together, and then put it to music. It was sweltering hot, and we all hand our clothes rolled up to almost nothing (I just wanted to show-off my bruise).
It was a geat 2 hours well-spent. I met a bunch of people who had a TOTALLY different outlook on cycling. They had a mix of bikes, just whatever they had at home and a range of cycling skills. I don't know what I was expecting, maybe people showing-off and doing tricks. But it was much calmer than that, it was about entertainment, interest and making shapes. Each performer had their chance to shine with solo part, but the best bit was watching them snake around in tight circles with perfect timing. It wasn't mindblowing, it was more mesmerising, a soft pleasure for your eyes.
We had to do the real thing in Woking town centre on Tuesday in front of lunching office workers. I got given a really cool green satin scarf that tied up with wire, making it stand back and looking like it was billowing. I loved it!! We got to watch the whole 20 minute performance, which had a vague storyline, before our moment of glory right at the end. It was lovely and really good fun, opening my eyes to a different way to enjoy my bicycle.
I also had a stall in Woking for the Tour Series, that I manned along with my brow-beaten mother. No-one else could work since it was on a weekday. We had a nice time though, and sold a few bits and pieces all the while getting opinions on female cycle clothing and hearing everyones stories. I must say that there were a few grumpy women cyclists in Woking. One woman nearly spat at me when I told her what we were about and said "I don't cycle with women!" Which I think is a great shame to completely rule other women out and dismiss them as worthwhile riders. I bet she's not even that good! We also got a couple of women to start having cycling lessons, becauase they've always wanted to but are nervous now that they are adults. It was wonderful to meet them and my fingers are crossed that they join all the other new cyclists who are being given the opportunity at the moment.
We watched the race, which was won by a Rapha Condor guy who lead the race before as well. It was a tight course, with fast corners and more than one crash. The crowd was huge and with the warm evening and excited atmosphere it was like being on holiday. I'm happy that Britain is starting to put on more events like this, it was clear that the public loved it and the work the Woking council put it was well worth it. The best part was oogling the lycra-clad cycling teams with their oiled legs. Me, my mum and 2 ladys in the cafe really appreciated the view from behind the interviewing stand, mmm!
