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Preface
This is a log of my preparation for and participation in L'etape du Tour 2010.
My plan is to keep a training diary. Entries will be visual with some text when needed
My plan is to keep a training diary. Entries will be visual with some text when needed
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Monday, June 14, 2010
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Monday, June 7, 2010
Monday, May 24, 2010
Monday, May 3, 2010
Saturday, May 1, 2010
Monday, April 26, 2010
Monday, April 19, 2010
Monday, April 12, 2010
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Summary of Cycling Jan 1st to March 31st
This link shows a Summary of my training for the fist 3 months of 2010
Garmin Connect - Reports for setanta1
Garmin Connect - Reports for setanta1
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Monday, April 5, 2010
Saturday, April 3, 2010
Monday, March 29, 2010
Monday, March 22, 2010
Monday, March 15, 2010
Monday, March 8, 2010
Thursday, March 4, 2010
Monday, March 1, 2010
Monday, February 22, 2010
Monday, February 15, 2010
Monday, February 8, 2010
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Monday, February 1, 2010
Monday, January 25, 2010
Monday, January 18, 2010
Monday, January 11, 2010
Friday, January 8, 2010
Thursday, January 7, 2010
A Poem to Inspire
Invictus
OUT of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
and yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
OUT of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
and yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
Beginings
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