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It’s about time.

We live in a world where everything is moving faster and faster. Even in our leisure time we are encouraged to do more and more. In short, if you haven’t got a challenge, why on earth not? What do you mean, you want to take it easy? There are no e...

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Therapy.

None of us like change particularly and I’m no exception. This year has seen me wave goodbye, at least for the foreseeable future, to the therapist who has anchored me through an incredibly tough period of my life. Each Monday I would drive to Bud...

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Winter escapades.

Setting off that morning, my heart was a little low along with my energy. I had just battled my way up the now infamous Park Road, an ordinary hill at any other time of day other than first thing. My automatic response at reaching the top saw me t...

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Buttermilk skies.

Time passes so quickly that differentiating one week from the next becomes a blur. Since I last sat down to write, I have had two different trips to two different hospital departments. A more enjoyable trip was to Bristol attending an ‘invitation ...

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Into the light.

Another week has flown by in what feels like a blink of the eye. With the nights still getting longer I am left sensing that I should grab any opportunities that come my way, whenever I’m able. I only manage a few hours of daylight each day, squee...

Changes.

Regular followers of Riding2Recovery will know that there are three main people who help me balance my world and make sense of it. They are my partner Michele, my therapist and my doctor. They all play different but equally important roles and the...

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One week.

Last week was an extraordinary week, or at least it seemed that way to me. Not only was the weather settled and warm, but I felt strong enough to cycle on three consecutive days for the second week out of three. I’ve not done any long rides since ...

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Moving forwards, slowly.

It’s Saturday morning in West Devon. Hatherleigh, the town where I live, is as quiet as a church mouse. I’ve walked to Cornwall Farmers shop and purchased some screws and a drill bit in preparation for my assault on Michele’s loose floorboards. It...

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Light and dark.

It’s now autumn. I know this from the abundance of colour that stares me in the face as I ride. Red, yellow, gold, green, brown, it’s a visual feast heralding the onset of another winter. Recently, my mind has been absorbing things like a sponge. ...

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Abandon ship!

I initially thought that I wouldn’t write about abandoning this year’s tour. But then I realised that to do that would be against everything this blog stands for. After all, the purpose of my writing is to encourage people to live within their con...