Day Sixty Seven: Eduardo’s Road To Fitness

It has been said that the kind of panic you experience when you get your head or hand stuck in something is one of the worst kinds of panic.  Having said that I am sure I can think of other situations that would rival either of these.
I was mountain biking and had been taking random [...]

Day Sixty Six: Eduardo’s Road To Fitness

After a little while I knew something was going on.  People in the street were staring. I would catch them looking at me and they would quickly avert their eyes.  I had left the house in a hurry and so I checked to make sure I was wearing trousers.  I also checked to make sure [...]

Day Sixty Five: Eduardo’s Road To Fitness

Over the years I have made it a point to travel light.  It stems from a time when, at the tender age of nineteen I embarked on a two thousand mile bicycle trip. In winter.  This meant packing quite a bit of cold weather gear.  Over the course of two months I cursed the amount [...]

Day Sixty Four: Eduardo’s Road To Fitness

The Blue Ringed Octopus is beautiful.  It is also one of the most poisonous creatures to inhabit the ocean.  It contains enough poison to kill twenty-six people. It is roughly the size of a golf ball. At present there is no known antidote to its venom. I was thinking about this before I set off [...]

Day Sixty Three: Eduardo’s Road To Fitness

When Christopher Columbus set off on his travels he did so thinking the earth was a lot smaller than it is. A lot smaller.  He based his calculations on those of a chap called Marinus of Tyre. Who, despite being the founder of mathematical geometry was incorrect in putting the landmass of the earth at [...]

Day Sixty Two: Eduardo’s Road To Fitness

Having battered myself to bits for the previous two days on my road bike, both of which involved running out of food in the last hour and creeping home I decided it was time for some mountain biking.  It was Friday.  It was windy, grey and a light rain was falling.  Excellent mountain biking weather [...]

Day Sixty One: Eduardo’s Road To Fitness

My dad used to write lists a lot.  He would then get out a bright yellow marker pen and underline the most important things he had to do.  I think that perhaps I should do the same when it comes to training.  I will definitely put a big yellow line through the word ‘EAT’.
I used [...]

Day Sixty: Eduardo’s Road To Fitness

Shag, Marry, Kill.
I was sitting on the balcony with three pairs of shoes laid out before me.  A pair of black mountain bike shoes, some rather shiny road bike shoes and a pair of dusty running clogs.  What was I going to do? Take my road bike out for a spin along the coast? Explore [...]

Day Fifty Nine: Eduardo’s Road To Fitness

“Have you packed these bags by yourself?”
She wore a plastic smile as she asked me the question.  I felt like saying “No actually I had a team of small robots helping me.  They were built using alien technology and run on nuclear fusion but contain a number of gel batteries for emergencies.”
Instead however, I said [...]

Day Fifty Eight: Eduardo’s Road To Fitness

I am without doubt one of the best when it comes to packing. It is a bold claim, yet one that I am confident in proclaiming, for I learnt how to pack in the third world. My skills are not restricted to squeezing an extra pair of shoes, filled with an iPod, mobile phone charger, [...]