MMT is back at work…sob…been through a recruitment/reorg exercise that has had more in common with a baby seal cull and unforgivably been neglecting this blog. The shame of it!!!
Fear not, I’ve found another of Dave Walker’s cartoons to tide you over until I can write something sensible. I’m still way behind on doing my kilometres for 2017 analysis, although the final number looks like its over 8,000km.
Part of the joy of living in Port Melbourne is that it is a rare day indeed when the wind doesn’t blow. As its summer, Melbourne’s equivalent of the Fremantle Doctor kicks in around 5.30pm and makes riding home from work a good deal harder that it is ordinarily. That made me think of this cartoon.
If you look closely you’ll see what I mean about the bloody wind. As this is a blatant act of intellectual piracy, here’s a link to Dave’s Book.
Until next time, ride safe.
MMT has long been a fan of Melbourne’s ultimate underground band ‘This Is Serious Mum’ aka TISM. MMT believes that members of self-entitled Gen-Y should be forced to listen to TISM as means to increase their self-awareness.
For example, the song What Are Ya? should be played on rotation to hipsters:
You’re a yob or you’re a wanker
Take your fucking choice
So who is your favourite genius
James Hird or James Joyce?
You ever seen a live performance?
Join the wanker club
You thought I meant table top dancing?
You’re a yobbo, bub
I digress. MMT was driven to this latest burst of hostility after skim reading today’s AFR (yup I’m a wanker 😉 but he was trying to figure what to do about his superannuation) when he encountered this:
For the love of God…$4,300 for BMX/fashion statement. Contrary, to what the AFR writer/wanker says, MMT can and will resist the urge to buy something like this. Also its really not that stylish. Clearly, if you are buying one of these things you have too much money.
YOU ARE A COMPLETE WANKER.
Think again and donate the same amount of cash to a worthwhile charity.
Ok that’s my moralising rant finished. TISM please make a comeback and release a new album, the world needs you.
August was another month messed up by YAFF – yet another f&%king flu, at the start and end of the month. Given that August was a five week month, that lost time really hurt. Looking out the window at clear windless mornings while coughing up gunk off my lungs, just pissed me off. Repeated trips to the doctor, a chest x-ray and couple of courses of antibiotics still haven’t managed to get MMT back on the bike.
As a consequence, MMT only just scraped past his monthly target. Boooooo!!! MMT hates YAFFs. Overall I’m still about 695km ahead of the weekly accumulated target as of the 2nd September. MMT is hoping for much better health and progress in September. So here’s my monthly graph. Its distinguished by flatline totals at the start and end of the month.
In yet another statistical quirk, while the monthly kilometres was down, MMT’s average suffer score rose from last month’s 36 to this month’s 39.
My ride log is found here.
Until next blog, ride safe.
April was a crappy month for cycling. They say bad luck occurs in threes, so here’s MMT three reasons for having a generally crap month on the bike.
- Ride the Bellerine 2017 had some really horrible weather that included wind up to 100Km/h and heavy rain. Marv thought better of doing 105km ride in those conditions and chickened out.
- MMT’s darling daughter AJ, contracted enfant syncytial respiratory virus which she gave to her dad, which resulted in 2 weeks of feeling like crap with bronchitis, which
- Wiped out the Easter holidays. MMT had a Canyon booked through RCC Sydney for 4 days and was really looking forward to cruising around the inner west and eastern suburbs beaches. MMT was too sick get on the plane.
All in all, this left MMT about 85km short of his monthly objective as evidenced by the gap between the green and red lines. Boooooo 🙁
Not surprisingly my suffer scores for April were pretty sketchy.
My ride log is found here. Fortunately May is looking like a huge month with at least one week getting close to 250Km.
Until next blog, ride safe.