Thanks to some browsing on the sly by Geek, he picked up the fact that wurple had fallen prey to a search engine spambot. A whole bunch of dodgy links had been inserted into the header file of the site using some vulnerability in Wordpress. That probably explains why my page rankings have been decreasing lately. Hmph.
Anyway, it’s been fixed and locked down.
I think…
Shouldn’t happen again…
I hope…
Yesterday’s ride at Forrest was the first real road (well, off road) test of the rice bricks. I packed four bricks - two per snap lock bag, in each of my side jersey pockets to make a nice balanced load and off we went. As it turns out, despite being nicely sliced, having two in the same rather small snap lock bag meant that by the time I got to eating them, they became one. Not that it really mattered.
Anyway, rounding out our first loop of Mariners, I started to get the tiniest inkling of hunger. Not proper hunger, but I knew I should start eating (well, okay I should have started eating before this). As we rested a bit in the carpark, I started munching on the first brick. Good stuff I reckon. Easy enough to eat, requires no real chewing and tastes quite a lot better than yet-another-muesli bar. Despite my initial concerns, they weren’t all that crumbly. I think that packing them so tightly mushed them together into a more solid brick.
Soon, we were Off on the second loop around number 14 track. The hunger was still there at first and I was worried that I was going to conk out, but this faded away as the carbs kicked in and I started to feel satisfied again. This actually kept me going quite comfortably, even through wind and cold (which usually knocks me around quite badly) until we rode back to town quite some time later.
I think we’re on to a winner here.
My first ever ride of the trails around Forrest.
What an AWESOME trail network.
| Route | Forrest - GPS log |
| Distance | ~25 km |
| Ride time | 2:59:57 |
| Weather | Wet, wet, wet |
| Bike | Jamis |
| Me | Very sore. |
| Who | Me, HPG Steve, Victor, Matt, Andrew N, Kim, Janine, David and half of the BV Forums |
So here’s the result. Hey… I think that bit of egg almost makes an argyle pattern…
As expected. It looks like a brick of rice. C’mon, I’m not promoting this as the gourmet food of the future. It’s purely functional food for use on the bike.
Also, as expected, it tastes like ham and eggs.
Nothing ground breaking really.
Anyway, it seems to work for me. One of these bricks kept me satisfied for most of the morning at the office and actually tasted quite good cold. I’m actually quite a fan of the fact that it’s not sweet, so shouldn’t leave an awful sour taste in my mouth afterwards. Unfortunately, it was a bit crumbly. Fine when I’m sitting at my desk at work, but I’m not so sure it’ll work well when I’m riding.
A couple of learnings for next time
Anyway, there will be further tests carried out on this weekend’s trip to Forrest
I was working from home tonight and had a little bit of spare time while running a gigantic database query. I’d already done the vacuuming during the previous query, so decided to try out a recipe from the latest Bicycling Australia magazine.
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It’s still technically winter.
And the bike racks at work are absolutely chockers.
Momentum is building it would seem.
First time picking up my bass again since the news broke late last week.
Two PS songs in our playlist for next week.
It’s… strange…
I decided this morning that it’s probably time to hang up the winter lights on the commuter.
Woohoo!
With sunrise getting closer to the time I ride home and sunset happening about the time I get home, the Ay Ups are a little bit overkill.
If only it would warm up a bit. 0.6°C when I left the house this morning. Expecting a great ride home though, expecting a max of 16°C today. Sounds perfect.
In other news, the shower head at work broke and tonked me in the head this morning. I’m awake now!!
Made it a point to listen to Healer in the car just now. You know what?
I don’t really care.
It still is a great song.
I’ve been reading a bit about what others have to say about it…
Mark Conner
Mal Fletcher
and more…
The thing that really gets me are the comments in Mark’s blog - the people who’ve been let down. It’s a frightening reminder of how important it is to tread very carefully when you’re a leader. For a moment it had me thinking “Thank goodness I’m not in a pastoral role where people look up to me for guidance”. No wait. Now I think about it. I have a far more public role. Sure I might just be pushing faders and turning knobs, but it’s a role where my actions can impact the Sunday morning of 500+ people. Plus, unlike in a pastoral role, where you often have 1-on-1 interactions with people, the people who I let down or annoy might never let me know.
It does get me thinking about things…
I’m not entirely sure what to say about this recent announcement…
There are the obvious reasons on why this bothers me. On a more personal level, I’ll add that Mike has been influential for me, not for his preaching, but to me as a bass player. His playing really embodied simplicity, energy and drive, in amongst a sea of overly jazzed up or soppy-straight-out-of-the-80s Christian music.
Err…
Hmmm…