Little Red Rides

Not the best of starts to our ride with a rather painful derriere! Little Red has managed to damage my right buttocks.... a little painful and obviously a lot of sympathy from Big Red.... or not! Little Red's Phone Box 'A nice gentle ride with one hill' he said..... um forty thousand hills later and we're home. Still on the plus side there were some gorgeous views including a nice red phone box for Little Red. So on we trundled (bottom being very sore at this point), up more blinking hills and down less hills! Herefordshire does look gorgeous in the sunshine with the lambs and calves bouncing around in the fields. At least I managed to get some happy snaps of Big Red in his Lycra and took some lovely pics of the view... through sweat dripping down my face! End of yet another hill.... Big Red in his lycra Endless countryside No more blinking hills for at least a week please! Oh and I did fall off outside the house after hittin...

Little Red has achieved 100miles! I'm a little bit chuffed with how well I'm doing on Little Red at the moment. We have ridden 7 times and Strava has told me 100 miles has passed... what an achievement. I have conquered some brutal hills (Big Red thinks they are gentle slopes....) if they were ski runs, they'd be classed as black. But along the way, I've learnt some tricks to help: 1. If I take my bum slightly off the seat up hills... I go faster 2. If I stay in as high a gear as possible and only go down when I can't take it any more... I go faster 3. If I wear padded shorts.... my lady area doesn't hurt when going for a wee 4. I can become Hillimenia the Conqueror I'd say number 3 is by far the biggest achievement. Hitting that 100 mile mark I also decided that every 100 miles, I'd take some pictures,  be prepared to offend your eyes... End of term cycle ride Little Red Ride! Two days ago I had a lovely chat with our TA a...

Welcome to the first post for my very own little blog called 'Little Red Rides'. So here it begins.......  my journey from flabby to fabulous with a little help from my 'Little Red' also known as my bike. Earlier this year, Big Red suggested in jest that we enter a cycling sportive in September... 65 miles up the Malvern Hills.....,  my heart plummeted, beads on sweat appeared but I was determined not to be beaten and so I agreed; the Malvern Mad Hatter it was! At this point, I didn't even have a bike let alone the fitness to get over a speed bump - let alone the Malvern Hills. Fast forward a week and Big Red surprised me with Little Red....... 'Bugger', I thought, no excuse now. Little Red joins Big Red and Racing Red I was quite content sitting up a blanket on the sofa doing crochet - hmm think that was going to have to change. Since then, Little Red and I have hit the 100 mile mark and hills are less of a barrier.  This blog is about my jour...