Resolutions, Von Dutch and honesty

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Evening all. Happy New Year. Did you have a big un out your way last night? I must be getting old. I was in bed for ten. I had an early start at work on Wednesday morn though, and we were on another big push bike ride out Manchester way at six this morn. She was proper cold though, even the old Camelbak was frozen solid. Back in one peice, though, so can’t complain. Just getting psyched up for our trip to Wales on Sunday.
New Year’s resolutions? What a load of tripe. Luck and resolutions and all that crap. I’ve become to learn that I make my own luck. I went to ask for some luck at the Fairy Bridge in the Isle of Man last year, what did that do? SOD ALL. So I’m making my own luck, by leaving no stone unturned for the 09 season. This means right bikes and right people in the team. I’ll do a different peice on the blog for each of the chaps involved in the bike side of things next month. That will be an education!
A personal target for 2009 is to get an entry in a NPS downhill race (like BSB but for downhill mountain bikes), but this is easier said than done. I need to score some points at club events to be able to get an entry. I’m on with this now. The NPS scene is proper fast and I know I’ve got a lot to learn.
After reading the book of 1960s top pin striping legend, Von Dutch (nowt to do with the fashion Von Dutch, they nicked his name after his death) I need to stick with my original plan of doing things in life I love doing, not for money or for what it makes people think. Just for the love of ’em, like I always have done. Racing bikes for the love of racing em, riding my push bikes for the love of it. Oh, and not worrying about my hands being permanently mucky. Von Dutch reckons this is part of the person you are, scruffy, yes , but not shy of work and I’m confident of the person I am. I’m not trying to model myself on some corporate dummy, saying the right things at the camera. I’ll stick with the truth, it’s easier.

PS The farmer’s daughter said that’s her wallpaper you don’t like. She said it’s modern or something. I wouldn’t know, the nearest I got to modern is an eight-year-old Nokia 3210i.