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Category: Tim’s Adventures

  • All I want for Christmas…

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    Funding for my South Pole project Paying clients Non-paying clients Track shoes (so that I am able…) To run a 4-minute mile (or, rather, to have fun trying and learn something from the process) The strength to keep on doing what I’m doing The humility to not take myself too seriously when people laugh at…

  • In one month’s time I may no longer be doing what I love

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    If you could do anything, what would it be? I’ve had this conversation on more than one occasion recently (not dissimilar to “What would you do if you had a million pounds?“) and the answer, for me, has been: “Well, this”. And that sounds wonderfully trite and complacent but, in reality, it has as much…

  • 8 interesting people I’ve met recently

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    On more than one occasion in recent weeks, I have had to pinch myself to check that this is real. Emails, phone calls and encounters that just keep blowing me off my feet. I’ve been so lucky to meet so many impressive people recently that I thought I’d compile a list: – 1. Phil Packer…

  • Mile Diary #2 – I wrote it in Comic Sans

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    I assume the walls were once cream but now they’re a mosaic of scuff marks from black rubber and grubby patches where sweaty palms rested and slick finger tips gripped. The strip-lighting and low ceiling don’t do it any favours either. Nor, for that matter, do the two guys lying on the floor grunting like…

  • 16.5%

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    A current ran up my right leg, passed through my abdomen, dropped down the other side and exited my body. It left no damage except to my ego. It was a biometrical impedance analysis or “thing that looks like weighing scales and tells you what percentage of your body is fat”. Mine was 16.5%. That…

  • 18 great things that happened on my cycle to work this morning

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    A bus driver took the time to wind down his window and thank me for stopping to let him pull out (and this, the day after I wrote about Bicycle Karma!) I ended up naked but for my socks in the lobby toilets of one of Europe’s largest law firms I watched the sun rise…

  • 8 places I have received satellite phone calls from an expedition

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    1. Shepherd’s Bush bus station at 4am having fallen asleep on a night bus after a particularly big night out in Clapham 2. The guest bedroom of my friend’s house at an inappropriate hour (twice) 3. Various bus lanes and side streets around the capital whilst straddling my bike (these occasionally end up with me…

  • Mile Diary #1 – Not enough lycra

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    Warning: This article contains references to, and discussion of, the term “chafe”. Those under 18 and/or of a weak constitution are advised to seek advice before reading Why does this always happen? I’m late. Cycling through rain back from Guildford. On the train back from London. Discussing the terms of another voluntary position (are any…

  • 6 projects that I’m working on at the moment

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    People keep asking me what I do and how I fill my days. The truth is, I’m never quite sure. But here are a few of the projects I’m working on at the moment (and another great excuse to write “1 more blog post that starts with a number”): – 1. Rickshaw Britain Early next…

  • 10 things I learned at the Explore Conference last weekend

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    I spent last weekend at my favourite event of the year – the RGS Explore Conference – at which I was very lucky to be a speaker and a panellist. I was also privileged to both ask and be asked for advice on a number of occasions. I find the event quite hard work because,…

  • My Subtle Epiphany

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    Eureka moments don’t happen. There’s no such thing as a split-second moment of inspiration or a lightning strike, flash bulb of an idea. At least, not for me. Instead, there’s a kind of slow creeping realisation. A subtle epiphany that strikes with the alacrity of treacle off a spoon. – My train’s due in 8…

  • Memories of a season

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    The bright shades of Autumn awake me from the revelry of driving slumber. Take me out of the car, off the road and into a memory with the taste of sugar on baked grapefruit. It’s cold. Much colder than it is now. Today is unseasonably warm but here we are wearing scalves and watching our…