Wednesday, 18 March 2009

Red Hot Auction Action

In order to encourage everyone to part with a bit more cash for Acorns Children’s Hospice, a number of marvellous local businesses have been generous enough to offer us some exclusive treats for us to auction off.

Each of the items described below can be bid on by sending an e-mail to garyharvey@warwickshire.gov.uk with the lot number and name, the amount you would like to bid and your contact details.

The closing date for all bids is midday on Wednesday 1st April, at this point we will contact the winning bidder and ask you to donate the amount you have bid, via our just giving web site - once your donation is on the site we will pass on details of how to claim your very special item.

We will put an update on the auction on this site every couple of days to show how bidding is progressing on each of these exciting items:

Lot 1: A game of golf for four people at the Stoneleigh Deer Park
Reserve Price: £50

Lot 2: A game of golf for four people at the Warwickshire Golf Course
Reserve Price: £50

Lots 3, 4, 5 and 6: Four one day passes for the Warwickshire Health Club
Reserve Price: £10

Lot 7: A meal for two at Ask in Warwick (starters and mains)
Reserve Price: £10

Lot 8: A meal for two at Loch Fyne in Kenilworth (up to £50)
Reserve Price: £25

Lot 9: A meal for two at the Saxon Mill (main courses)
Reserve Price: £10

Lots 10 and 11: Two £40 vouchers for Prezzo in Warwick
Reserve Price: £20

Lot 11: A meal for two at the Kings Head in Cubbington
Reserve Price: £10

Lot 12: A game of golf for four people at Ingon Manor
Reserve Price: £50

Lot 13: 25 unique, custom-made masks from mask-arade.com
Reserve Price: £30

Lot 14: A meal at The Clarendon in Leamington Spa (details to follow)
Reserve Price: £10

Lot 15: A meal at the Paprika Club in Leamington Spa (details to follow) - Legendary curry venue where Mr Gary is a legend - a drunken, sleepy legend.
Reserve Price: £10

Lots 16 and 17: Two photo sessions at Storm Studios in Leamington  including a free 7”x5” print
Reserve Price: £20

Lot 18: A hard-core personal training session with Gary - He'll introduce you to his friend "Pain" and no, you can't pay in sweat.
Reserve Price: £25

Lot 19: An intimate night out with Jim - He will probably be late and won't have had a shave.
Reserve Price: £0.08

Friday, 13 March 2009

What type of cyclist are you?

People cycle for many different reasons; some to commute, some for fitness, some because “society” with its many “rules” deems them unsafe to hold any form of driving license ever since that unfortunate and widely mis-understood incident involving the bottle of brandy, the lamppost and the 23 year-old Lithuanian girl in the boot.

 Ahem, anyway, the thoughtful and scientific questionnaire that follows should help you understand your place in cycling’s wide and diverse community…

 

What type of bike have you got?

a) A space age construction made from materials that even the people who run the Large Hadron Collider have never heard of. It weighs minus five kilos.

b) A better one that you. And it cost loads more too. It’s an import - you can’t get them here. There are only five in the country.

c) The one that the bloke in the bike shop managed to sell you, somehow keeping a straight face.

 

How do you prepare before a bike ride?

a) Blood transfusion, injections of EPO under the toe-nails to conceal the evidence, eat a 12-egg omelette topped with 10 pancakes and a pint of gravy. Get on bike once the seizures have calmed down a bit and your vision has returned.

b) Do hair, apply make-up and fake tan. Twenty minutes of stretching exercises in front of a large mirror while listening to one of those ministry of sound retro compilations. Wait for your 15 cycling buddies to turn up and agree the optimum formation for disrupting traffic along your planned route.

c) Crawl out of bed, realise there is no point having a shower if you are about to exert yourself. Try to flatten sleep-arranged hair to absolutely no effect at all. After consideration decide to wash your bits and pieces in the sink to prevent things being too minging after a couple of hours in the saddle. Curse yourself for not switching the immersion heater on in advance. Bend knees in some attempt at limbering up, the cracking noises cause your neighbours to complain.

 

What is your usual cycling attire?

a) Essentially clingfilm decorated with gaudy adverts.

b) A lycra affair that perfectly balances exuding your wealth with showcasing the two hours you spend in the gym each day and the work of the cosmetic surgeon. Plus a pointlessly teardrop shaped helmet that only becomes efficient at around 60mph and sinister mirrored wraparound shades. An iPhone is strapped to one arm and a Blackberry to the other.

c) Indie band t-shirt, H&M hoodie, cleanest boxers you could find on the floor and a pair of shorts with so much groin focussed padding that when sitting down you are almost half a foot taller than when standing.

 

How do you greet fellow cyclists on the road?

a) “Hey Gunther, got any gear?”

b) Speed up in a pointed manner, refuse to acknowledge that they exist – as though even glancing in their direction will cause your aerodynamic profile to be crucially affected.

c) Get confused as to whether you should wave, nod or just say “hello” without sounding too out of breath. End up doing all three and nearly fall off.

 

What reaction do you get from the general public?

a) They tend to paint your name on the road a lot and cheer as you go past.

b) Lust, jealousy and awe in equal measure you imagine.

c) Laughter, pointing, items being thrown from cars with spoilers.

 

Where do you like to go for a quick spin?

a) Up and down Alp d’Huez a couple of times

b) Anywhere that there will be people to see you, especially pedestrian heavy thoroughfares. Ideally the Southbank of the Thames at about five pm looking disgusted at the commuting masses. Out of my way you proles!

c) Routes involving no traffic, forgivingly smooth tarmac and an above average distribution of public houses.

 

How has cycling affected your general physique and appearance?

a) Your heart and lungs are four times the size of the average person and 10 times as efficient, which is cool, but also makes you somewhat twitchy - like a nervous gerbil on Red Bull. Your resting heart rate is 1.

b) People write articles in fitness magazines about your prize-winning quads. You frame copies and send them out to family and friends as Christmas presents.

c) There is often chain grease in your leg hair.

 

How did you do?

Mostly A: You are probably standing on a podium somewhere, between a pair of stunning swimwear models holding a trophy aloft and starting to get the shivers in anticipation of your next hit.

Mostly B: You are probably reading this on your mobile - as light relief between sending cruel, dismissive text messages - while running on a treadmill at the gym. You probably like that Kings Of Leon album.

Mostly C: You are most probably me, you are typing this rubbish into a computer and starting to be quite worried about the whole bike trip thing. You are telling yourself that it will be fine, but that pretending to be talking to yourself in writing (using the present tense) probably isn’t a good sign. You are definitely going to have a curry later, possibly a Lamb Pathia.

Sunday, 1 March 2009

Project: Lard - Initiation

As trailed previously, the initiation of Project: Lard (in association with PCM) took place today. Eshewing offers from Sky, Setanta and BBC News 24 to stage it at some big casino in Vegas, the weigh-in eventually took place in the exclusive "James and Sarah Pearson's Bathroom" before a packed audience of no-one.

The shocking news is that I tip the scales at a frighteningly chunky 14st 4lbs (or 90.7 kilos for metric fans), which is more than any of the informal guesses I've had this week. Sarah immediately re-assured me with a soothing "Err, well muscle is heavier than fat". I responded that this may well be true, but it is equally true that quite a lot of fat is heavier than a smaller amount of fat. A truism that I fear may be a bit closer to the mark as the only perceptibly muscly area of my body is located around the right fore-arm. How on earth has that happened?

Anyway here is the promised graph, although it isn't really all that exciting at the moment, I'll see what we can do to make it a bit livelier next time.


Friday, 27 February 2009

Making Cycling Fun!!!!!

Word has reached me that Gary is feeling a bit down following our punishing and exhaustive breakfast-eating/cycling training so this weekend I am going to make an extra special effort to cast aside my "that bloke looks like he's just been given a week to live... and he's spending it in Tipton" demeanour and make everything a lot more fun this week! (look I'm even using exclamation marks and everything).

Firstly there will be constant high-fiving, air-punching and whooping as we mount our bikes and head up Cubbington road, I've also got us both dayglo Wham T-shirts with CHOOSE LIFE written on and have rigged up a stereo on my handlebars to play a constant medley of the Theme From Rocky, Walking On Sunshine and Alright by Supergrass.

In case of any tough sections I've got a selection of motivational phrases to trot out, including "Push it big man, push it!!", "No pain, no gain" and "YOU. THE. MAN!!". Any rest stops will be met with a firm, manly slap on the arse, an invigorating shoulder rub and the constant mantra of "You are just doing a GREAT JOB TODAY!".

In case this isn't enough - to further lighten the mood I'm also going to be wearing massive trousers with a hula-hoop for a waist-band, big floppy shoes and a flower that squirts water in unsuspecting people faces. Plus I've put square wheels on my bike and rigged it so that every time I stop the pedals will fall off, steam will come out of the axles and the saddle will shoot up while making the noise of a swanee whistle.

If that doesn't do the trick, then I will have to concede that maybe I am just a bit miserable and in a final attempt to cheer things up might have to let him off the bet he lost when the mighty CCFC crushed Brum the other weekend. Only as a last resort though.

Monday, 23 February 2009

Project: Lard - in association with PCM

In honour of the extremely generous pledge of a marvellous £100.00 from Gordon of Proctor and Chester Measurement Limited, in just one week we will be launching Project: Lard, or "Can Jim lose some weight in order to get up a load of Irish hills without requiring medical assistance?" (Project: Lard seemed snappier).

At the start of March, some sort of weigh in will take place, probably using some scales rather than any of PCM's first class load cells or their strain gauging service. But you never know.

Over the month we will see if any of the clean living tactics I will be adopting (no booze, eating properly, 800 press ups every morning) have made any impact at all. There will be some sort of graph involved so you can point and laugh at me in the street.

I'm already off the beer and the only minor physical difference I can detect is that MY EVERY WAKING MOMENT IS CONSUMED BY OBSESSIVE FANTASIES INVOLVING LAGER - as opposed to the usual ones involving breasts (and lager).

It's all gone a bit Zoo Magazine. I can only apologise.

Training Update

This weekend's training was a barn-storming, groin-ruining run around the Ettington and Stratford area, highlights included:
  • No-one else turning up. You lightweights.
  • Me moaning about my legs hurting, probably because for the first time on a Saturday morning I didn't have a hangover to distract me.
  • A big bloody hill.
  • Slightly homo-erotic conversation about the relative development of thigh muscles on a roundabout near Stratford.
  • Gary noticing that you get a far better class of chav kid in south Warwickshire.
  • Back for a sausage sandwich in Moo.
  • An average speed of about 14mph, which will do us nicely cheers.
Next weekend is looking like an odyssey to the east, which I imagine may be the first time anyone has compared a bike ride to Rugby with a classic of ancient greek literature.

9am at the Star and Garter if you're interested.

Tuesday, 17 February 2009

Duffy on board

The dashing looking chap to the right is Mr Ray Duffy: Gentleman of business, renowned Leamington bon-viveur, Rafa Benitez impersonator and most importantly a man who has both time on his hands and a car that we can put a bike rack on.

Ray will be driving what I feel we should designate "Support Vehicle One" during our week on the road - providing much needed assistance in a number of critical areas:

1. Nutrition: Getting drunk on our behalf every evening and stealing my breakfast.
2. Preparation: Laughing at us from his bed as we set off each morning.
3. Motivation: Driving past us and shouting abuse at key points of the journey.
4. Technical Support: Carrying key equipment such as replacement brake cables, inner tubes and bribe money.
5. Meteorology: Making cruel, cruel jokes about the weather forecast.
6. Localisation: Translating for us with his encyclopaedic knowledge of Irish accents and customs.

Ray is kindly joining us despite the fact that his innovative enterprise Mask-arade, The UK's Number one personalised and celebrity mask company stands on the brink of multi-national ubiquity. If you want to know more - and who in their right mind wouldn't? - drop them a line on info@maskarade.com.