a few weeks ago I competed in the NZ cycling nationals, for the first time as a Vet 1. (far prefer the 140km distance we did v's the 180km the senior men did!)
anyway, with the bare minimum training that I mangage to squeeze in, I managed to stay with the main part of the peleton, and finished 7th. I did try a few little escapes off the front in the first 1/2 of the race, and then thought better of it when my body started complaining about the lack of training... eventually a break of 2 went up the road by about 3mins, and then one other chase group got away in the last 1/2 of the last lap and got about 45sec up the road. I sprinted what was left of the peleton (about 12 of us) for 3rd in the bunch, and 7th overall.
pretty chuffed with that, considering the lead up.
here are some photos from the day.
someone in our race decided to have a rest so he hung his bike up on the fence. (may not have been intentional...)
Ellas choice of things to do on the weekend (after such a good week at school) was to hit the hot pools in Napier, followed by a seafood meal by the sea. Fish and chips. (in the rain, in the car, in the dark.)
Sunday while Ang was off riding, me and the girls went for a walk down one of the walkways in the village. Ella was a bit annoyed she couldn't scoot on her scooter all the way, but it was one of those, "well Daddy did try to tell you that it might not be a good place for a scooter, but you insisted on bringing it anyway...." moments.
This morning while I was having a shower, and Ang had already left for work, Ella and Lucy were busy catching Cocroaches.... well Ella was anyway, Lucy is not so keen on the creepy crawlies. Ella turns up in the bathroom with the Cocroach all bagged up ready to take down to feed to the kindy turtle. (Neville likes cocroaches for breakfast) so we had to call in there on the way to school this morning. Ella still misses Kindy. Not too sure how she caught it or where for that matter, but somewhere inside the house, and I think the plastic spatula out of the kitchen drawer was used somehow, to trap or daze the thing into submission. It had to still be alive for Nevile to eat it though, he won't eat dead bugs, (esp if they have had a dose of fly spray, not good for his health.)
the words say: for 'turtle' at temata 'kindy' - cocroach
Ella was pretty excited today, as she got to stand at the front of Assembly and get a certificate.
She has been asking after each assembly, "Dad, when will I get to go up the front and get a certificate?" to which I usually reply, " when the teacher thinks you have been a good enough girl to deserve one!"
Thought we better get out and have a family bike ride,
before the weather gets too cold which will limit the enthusiasm.
We all headed down the river path that travels alongside the Tuki Tuki River.
Not too far, probably only 2km. Ella rode pretty much all the way, with just a few pushes towards the end
Also on Sunday Ella went to a friend's Birthday Party at a playground in Napier, which she enjoyed.
Lucy just made her own fun by hiding in the cupboard. (Who needs a flash playground when the kitchen cupboard is so much fun?)