The NSG Psyclopaths – The Big Build Up

25th August 2015

Doesn’t time fly when you are having fun. Now, fun can be described in many different ways depending on your own personal predilections, outlook on life and general demeanour.

Fun to some can be hardship to others.

What fun have I been having since my last long winded and waffling blog I hear you all pleading? Well then, as you have asked (at least I hope you all did!), get yourself a brew, put your feet up, relax and read on.

As you know August was a month of golf, that was fun! I won’t go into the gory details (as I have been known to do, as some of my longstanding acquaintances know only too well, particularly the Darling Wife, who has spent many an evening glassy eyed as I have regaled her with a hole by hole, shot by shot account of my many successful rounds) suffice to say that the handicap remains intact at a suitably low level.

What else fun and exciting has been completed? Well if your idea of fun is five and a half hours plumbed into a toxic chemical plant at the Rosemere Centre then I’ve had it by the bucket load. They did say the second intake would be shorter than the first, but I was expecting more than half an hour reduction. But if that is what it takes then so be it. To be honest, my treatment and subsequent side effects are a lot easier to handle than some of the other patients that frequent the centre. I am obviously one of the “luckier” ones. Anyway, batch two complete and batch three is booked for 3rd September.

So as the golf month of August gently passes into history, Cycling September is eager to burst forth. In preparation of what is planned to be an intense month of training and also to overcome my lethargy demon, I slapped a bit of WD40 onto my neglected cogs and did a swift 14 miles that included the famed Anglezarke “rise”.

This bike riding lark is like riding a bike, you never forget how!!

The other Psyclopaths? Well some are maintaining the rigorous training regimes in-between bouts of “over indulgence” (Happy recent Birthday to Psyclo Lozza – I’m sure the hangover won’t last, but the additional year could have serious effects on her stamina!). We have also welcomed back Psyclo Rust Bucket Rudd, unfortunately he’s got the same bike despite the high standards set by yours truly!!

Rumours abound of a new influx of Psyclos but at the time of writing they remain rumours and empty words. As we all know actions speak louder than words, so come on, stop dithering and commit! YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE!!

What of that other minor team I introduced in my last blog? I’m sure you would all like to know more about them and so would I dear reader, so would I! The silence from the LLWR camp has been deafening!!

A word on the sponsorship, with recent cash donations that have yet to be put on my JustGiving page, the total to date has topped the £1,500 target. What can I say that I’ve not said already, Thank you, Merci, Danke, Tack, Gracias, Grazie, Dankjewel and finally, Arigato (languages on a postcard please).

For those of you still inclined –

My wise mate has gone on holiday so I’ll leave you with this little sexist cycling funny,

A tandem rider is stopped by a police car.
“What’ve I done, officer?” asks the rider.
“Perhaps you didn’t notice sir, but your wife fell off your bike half a mile back . . .”
“Oh, thank God for that,” says the rider – “I thought I’d gone deaf!”

Let your fun commence………