My Life (+ A New Blog)

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 Middle Class Up Bringing

I come from a background that is middle class and getting sharper with each generation with some obvious set backs and dismissible behaviour, but generally a good family and a lot of fond memories.

I learnt to ride push bikes at a very young age and loved learning to ride without stabilisers, from there  I went into gymnastics and learned to play golf, shortly after I learned to play golf which was a far more interesting game than I thought it was going to be, I quit gymnastics.

I was only learning to play golf because that is what my dad wanted to learn to play and like father, like son, I wanted to follow and be the best. Shortly after this, I saw the Tour De France on T.V. and it was just starting to become big in England and my mum saw a bike outside the front of a cycle shop for £10 and it was some rusty old thing which I could barely get on, (crossbar) and we bought it.

After pumping the tyres or getting some new tyres I took it for a ride round the lake at the bottom of the hill where we used to live. I had a whale of a time and thus cycling became my new sport. I have written a blog about my life on a push bike about 9 years ago, I am now writing about how I messed everything up and failed the starting gun because no one told me when to run.

Academically I wasn't really that bright, the proof is in the writing the checking and how it reads, it is all me and to be fair it is not really that clever.

So from the ages of 19-21-22 years old I spent a lot of time on and of the bike, more to do with computers than much else. So at the age of 21 I went to live with my uncle and worked for an insurance company doing some work in the I.T. department and had a good time there. I rekindled my love for cycling and ended up joining a cycling club through a chap I got talking to at work. From there I was doing cycling for 3-4 days a week with the club + cycling to and from work 5 days a week. There was also a golf club I joined which was fantastic to be a part of.

Cycling took most of my spare time up and I soon started doing reliability rides of 50 -100 miles and from there I joined British Cycling (BC) and started to compete. I did very well until I turned 23 years old and then bought a motorbike.Before this I used to be out all the time training and having fun keeping numbers etc...

I got to the stage I was so competitive that I would suffer from depression and weighed too little. So I decided when I won one race I would stop cycling and go do something else.Anyway I won a a Cat 4 race and from there went down hill. 

I was on cocaine one night and from there pretty much gave up cycling and used a motorbike the rest of the time. I was really frustrated, my figures would not compute properly and I would struggle with my heart and speed to get them to do anything. From this point in time I bought an R6 motorbike and had loads of fun on that, whilst working so many hours at the cafe and restaurant. 

I have no idea how my life got this bad but I am trying my hardest to get motivated and get on with a new life and it just keeps going down hill further and further. Must plan for the future... I think writing a blog with plans, goals and achievable opportunities is needed, and here it is:


https://andthewatchgoesforward.blogspot.com/

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