I quickly realised that I had been literally just a whisker away from ending up in a wheelchair. I knew I was in trouble, from the moment I hit the ground. there was searing pain in my face and neck and no feeling in my legs and arms. It felt like a bomb had gone off in my face. Image above and below: Several minutes after the accident waiting on the ambulance. Alofa was kneeling beside me crying and sobbing with shock and horror as blood gushed from the facial wounds fill
Image: Fingers after cleaning Last month, I had the painful experience of sliding off my mountain bike and slicing my finger on the brake rotor as I fell. Gosh, it was painful and the bleeding was profuse. I was in the middle of nowhere at the time with the best part of two hours to get out and I had foolishly forgotten to bring even as much as a sticking plaster! After a quick check that the tendons were working and a few quick words with my two companions I was back onto
I've decided to defend my UCI Masters 65+ Mountain Bike World Championships title to be contested at Mount Saint Anne, in Quebec, Canada this August. The flights have been booked and the accommodation is confirmed. The final decision to go was made after completing New Zealand's most intensely challenging mountain bike race last Saturday - The Karapoti Classic. Why? Because the race confirmed that I'm in the best shape of my life. I know I'm going to be hard to beat. I ha
A real life sporting "who-dun-it" and my epic battle with E-Coli "If you die now, Gary, that will not be good for your reputation". Good advice from my very wise younger brother, Bruce. Of that, I could not disagree. Death was a rather dramatic over-the -top reference to what was going on right then, but I must admit I was feeling very, miserable when he rang me on Tuesday to pass on these words of wisdom and encouragement to hang in there. Last Saturday I contested the New
At least it was not a Trabant I was overcome by a mix of joy and sheer exhaustion as I crossed the finish line to take second place in the world championships. Just 40 minutes ago, my prospects of winning anything were grim. I'll explain why and tell you how the race went, and explain why I was so delighted to win silver, although my goal for the past several years has always been a laser-focus on winning gold - not silver. This is the proverbial 'fish that got away' story.
Or: "Will I have to perform CPR before this session ends?" Imagine this and answer the question: As you lie back in the dental chair, will you still be feeling relaxed when the dentist grins and you realise that she has bad teeth? I was thinking along these lines not long ago, while sitting for what seemed to be an eternity while attending a nutrition conference. It was a very informative conference but the mind can and does wander, especially when sessions drag way over tim
Developing winning form and a winning attitude for the April 2017 World Masters Games Mountain Bike Championships and the June 2017 UCI Mountain Bike World Championships Image: Gary celebrating his World Masters Games Gold Medal Winning gold at the 2017 World Masters Games was great fun and the win against very tough competition was not unexpected. I'll tell you why... Because I had the numbers to support the prediction of a win: Nobody in New Zealand or Australia, over the
Image: Gary with another podium finish Most of our regular readers, customers and patients will know that I've set the goal of winning the UCI Mountain Bike Masters World Championships. Now with the generous sponsorship of some very good sorts: the Goodmans Company! Image: Gary, with Alofa, sporting his new Goodmans race kit I've been running, paddling and riding for many years. It has only been the last 10 or so years that things have started going very, very well for me.
Image: the author in winning form, despite a nasty crash earlier on in the race As we get older, it is said that we do not bounce very well! I guess this is one reason why most people my age have given up hurtling down mountains at high speed on bikes. Mountain bike racing is a harsh and high risk sport. I haven't given up and, every now and then, I pay the price! Injuries include the occasional broken bone, and the flesh wounds can look pretty bad. Infection following a