Tuesday, July 2, 2024
More Than a 1% Solution
Singapore is a very small island--you can drive across it, coast to coast at its widest point, in under an hour.
But still, when you're underground, especially when you've just entered one of the tunnel expressways, it can feel like it's going to be a long, long road to travel before you'll see the light of day again.
Kind of like following news of the American elections--but I'll leave that to Jeff and Patti.
I took this on the Kallang- Paya Lebar Expressway (KPE). At 12km, with 9km underground, it's the longest underground expressway in Singapore and (I think) the sixth longest underground road project in the world.
The only practical option is to just keep on going forward and not think about what would happen if there's a power disruption or a cave in... the same principle that applies to writing books and living life, I guess!
There are other roads that can feel endless too--I'm thinking of the Tour de France that is on now. But because GCN+ is no longer live streaming the race since the change in ownership, here in Singapore we're reduced to watching highlights and live commentaries.
Anyway, I'm following the Tour de France more from nostalgia than anything else, now I no longer ride and all the riders I hero-worshipped are retiring/ have retired.
It's lucky writers have a longer shelf life than riders, but I still remember how inspiring I found Dave Brailsford's 1% Solution when I was starting out writing and riding.
Brailsford believed in the “Aggregation of marginal gains.”
Simply put: if you improve every area related to riding/ writing by just one percent, those small gains add up to a significant improvement.
Brailsford took on Great Britain's professional cycling team in 2003, a time when British riders were performing so poorly that a top European bike manufacturer refused to sell the British team bikes, fearing it would hurt their sales. After all, in all the 110 years of its history, no British cyclist had ever won the Tour de France, the greatest bike race of all.
Some of Brailsford's 1% improvements were almost laughable (at the time). He got them to redesign bike seats for greater comfort, made riders wear electrically heated overshorts to maintain ideal muscle temperature and travelled with pillows and mattresses to ensure better sleep. He even hired a surgeon to teach each rider the best way to wash their hands to avoid getting sick, and painted the inside of the team truck white, so dirt would be more easily spotted.
Brailsford claimed that if they followed his strategy, Team Sky would be ready to win the Tour de France in five years.
Well, he was wrong.
They won it in three years when Sir Bradley Wiggins became the first British cyclist to win the Tour de France in 2012.
That same year, Brailsford coached the British cycling team for the 2012 Olympic Games, where they won 70 percent of the gold medals.
Chris Froome (my personal hero!) won the Tour de France for Britain again the next year. I've been following his riding career ever since, starting with Team Sky, then INEOS and now Israel Premier Tech.
He won three consecutive grand tours in 2017–2018: Tour 2017, Vuelta 2017 and Giro 2018 before finishing 3rd in Tour 2018. He's the first and (so far) only, rider to wear all the winner's jerseys beginning with the Tour de France, and was the first to do so when the races were in the order 'Giro-Tour-Vuelta'.
Even more, he recovered to ride again after crash injuries that weren't just career threatening, but life threatening, morphing from tour leader to super domestic as younger, faster riders came along.
I find the Tour de France a good focusing tool, because it's a reminder that when you're in the middle of a grand tour or in the middle of a book draft, all the theories in the world don't make a difference.
For riders and writers, you just have to keep your butt in the seat and plow on, regardless of how rotten you might feel. When you're in the middle of a race or a book, that's the only thing that counts; never mind the theories of the past or the ideas of the future, the race or the book you're in the middle of is all that counts.
So--even though Froomey isn't riding this Tour, I'll be using it to try to pace myself to 75k words over the next three weeks...
The big plus of writing over riding is that when you crash or fall off you're less likely to end up with broken bones or road rash.
And I'll be making all the 1% improvements that I can--setting 30 min timers to remind me to stand up and stretch, drinking a glass of water each time and yes, I'll be washing my hands!
The most painful sacrifice is giving up mysore practice for the duration, because even though the atmosphere at The Yoga Shala does me more good than anything anywhere else, I can't afford the two hours it takes to get there and back.
Luckily I've found a neighbourhood place (literally named The New Place) where I can go for classes, and I'll work on staying healthy and working towards the end of this tunnel the best I can!
Wish me luck!
Tuesday, June 7, 2022
A Typical Day in Liminal Space
I'm in an in-between space right now... mostly because the Giro d'Italia is over and I'd been using it to pace myself; my challenge: as long as the boys were riding on live tv I had to be either writing or riding (on my stationary bike with Zwift in front of the tele)... thanks to which I've got the first draft of my September deadline book down.
Now I get to pull the draft apart and figure out what to keep/ chuck out before July, when I'll be working on finishing the next draft during the Tour de France. Yes, I know it sounds crazy but I think it works for me because it makes me very, very aware that there are people out working much harder (and crashing much more painfully) than I am!
And yes, they're riding the Critérium du Dauphiné right now and I'm watching it this year because Chris Froome, one of my heroes, is riding. He's my role model for recovery, coming back from a horrific 2019 crash during a recon ride for that year's Dauphiné. He was in his prime then, with seven Grand Tour wins, and now the man they weren't sure would live/ walk/ ever ride again is back at the Dauphiné.
Chris Froome is who I think of when my legs hurt or I'm feeling tired and sorry for myself!
I have a re-staging of an old play coming up (opening 9 June) and rehearsals are in progress for a new piece (opening 8 July). But they're both out of my hands now, so I'm just trying to keep to my routine and prep and get in shape to write the next draft during the Tour de France!
And here's a quick photo glimpse of what a typical day in my life looks like now:
We had a lovely rainy morning. I love being woken by rain rather than by an alarm!
A glass of apple cider vinegar (diluted) to get all systems going...
and coffee and edamame (baby soybeans) for breakfast at the computer while I write my morning pages and do my DuoLingo (Chinese and French) lessons.
then on to yoga. The rain's stopped but it's still pretty wet out,
classes here are mysore style. I'm still not as strong as I once was/ would like to be, so I usually practice only 30 min to an hour.
Sorry, couldn't resist but this is wonderfully sophisticated compared to when I started doing yoga--we used to wash up scooping water out of a dragon pot with a plastic mug!!
Then a five minute walk to my bus stop. This is one of my favourite park paths.
And Bus 61 is one of my favourite buses because in addition to getting me home from yoga, it also brings me practically to my doorstep from Smith Street (theatre meetings) and Circular Road (PR meetings).
And it's generally half-empty when I'm travelling, so I can spread myself out and get some reading done. Today I had Michael Connelly's 9 Dragons with me. I love how he shows Bosch acknowledging his automatic racial prejudices yet being unable to dismiss them.
Back home for lunch: leftovers on the left--couscous with black beans, onions and corn in mala mayo and on the right steamed chunks of carrot, broccoli and and cauliflower (frozen in 150g packs and microwaved 2 min)
And here I am back at the computer, wishing I could be outside but I'm going to be good and finish writing this, then spend a couple of pomos (25 min work sessions) on the next book and some future book ideas.
With stretch breaks, of course. In the old days that's when I'd take the doglets out to the park--the little park just outside our gate, saving the large park across the road for the end of work walk. But now they're both gone I'll probably stay in and do the laundry and prep dinner instead. It's probably an improvement, but I know how much I'd rather feel an urgent wet nose prod me just in case I didn't hear the timer on the computer go off!
Still, this is a good space and one I'm happy to be in. I hope you're all doing well in your own spaces too!














