Thor Buttox

'Aaaargh, there be the rub' as Jack Sparrow said in Hamlet. Bloody Discovery pirates.

In my haste, I missed this bit. So it's NOT just about data verification, and 'cheating' - you have to have heart rate data? Even if linking my Garmin? I dislike wearing a heart rate monitor so much...

Yup, I understand that, and what I meant is that it shouldn't be hard to get Strava to integrate the extra field? They must have done quite a lot of integration work initially and one extra flag shouldn't be a huge hassle to send? No?

The moral question aside, this is more like those Stikeez things that were a 'nice' value added, 'get something back' if you spend a fortune... Also ended up grating people. Except Discovery gave something people actually want. And you can beat the cheaters with a stick of they can be named and shamed. Try doing that with someone's obnoxious kid in a queue. (Not sure what my message is... Just pointing out the 'moral' thing isn't quite as deep at most companies offering value back..)

I don't understand how this isn't possible. I am by no means a computer guru, but that is one of the most basic aspects of any database - a free field that could be used to distinguish a manual upload. FWIW, in my circle, The people who will stop using this if appear to be the Average Joe's and Josephines who have taken the simplicity of the system and used it. Disco has the resources to solve this and should not be transferring the responsibility to clients if their intention is to maintain fitness levels and save medical related costs. (Or should have delayed implementation until they found the verifying solution) Unfortunately, it seems to me that the revision is a bit ill-conceived. My 2c. Hope I'm wrong.

That's awesome (if I can get it to work!). Thanks, squire!

Myles, I know you and Adrian G are big, BIG tjommies - pls suggest he buy Strava with a quick sale of shares and make them insert their unique ID or whatever. Now I have to actually connect my Garmin to my laptop to download my rides and the time it takes to log on with the useless Vodacom signal in my area is more of a pain than him just quickly buying them with his spare change. My smoothies are almost not worth it. ???? And additionally, Stravabank is a fine name for his new offering. 'We improve your crash flow'

Since they appear to have used me in their artistic marketing photos, I would really like my entry for free!!

That's also what happens if you take a sly *** in a public pool no one wins

Fand, I support you in what you did (except for the legal technicalities, and that is more as a result of not wanting someone in your position to get into *** while still doing the same thing again in future) and I really agree with Andrew. I don't get the soft on anti-doping feeling at all. Pitchforks, tar and feathers is far more prevalent - imho

Thanks, M, you summed that up perfectly. But that said, I still find a bit of a for the whistle-blower portion of what he did. It must be the hardest thing in the world (to follow through with whistle blowing) - and even if the method was off, I can t fault the conviction.

Yup. Just yup! Without knowing him at all, he always appeared to be an intelligent, humble person. The cynic in me says that could be a ploy - if the other stories of arrogantly leaving their dope on the fridge is to be believed. I also think a proper response is the way to go. A proper apology, a proper disclosure, a total reveal. Let the chips fall where they may. But that's only if he has the slightest interest in rebuilding his image - redemption isn't impossible, but all the Twitter rubbish won't help with that.

I may not fully understand the methods of Twats and Twitterers but I am mildly surprised those being addressed by the OldClotBiker haven't replied with : @oldclot @emmas @kevans So Emma, do you still support the legal tactics of your clients? Or something similar... Seems their method of defence is to attack with all their weaponry. Even if that weapon is a septic tank.

Breaking news, Meerendal is changing their well known trail to 'Stairway to Kevin'. All switchbacks are optional. Song by the same name, due out soon... And you're cliiiiimbing a staaaaaway... To Kevin.

He made a mocha-ry of our beloved sport!

Don't be mean. The Life of Kevin is a movie of exquisite taste.

Month Python did this movie 30-odd years ago... I even remember the arguments between the Doping Liberation Movement of Judea and the Judeans for Doping Liberation.

Patch, sometimes I worry you are tuned into my brain. Get out, get out!!! #dopersmustfail

Someone else confused a Doctor with a Doctor of Philosophy. Or Doctor Phil.

Why would weightlifting? They need explosive strength, not endurance? Or are you just testing the waters with a Friday statement, like 'dart players' blood tested 50% cholesterol'.

No one spotted that the joke was in the name. It's pronounced 'PoorBalance' - bloody Chinese translators

People will cling to anything to help them feel like they'll keep afloat. Life is harsh. And then some snake oil preacher steals what little they have for some magic beans. (Yes, I'm talking to you, HomeMarkVeriChoice!)

Smoke... And mirrors...? Sounds strangely relevant to this thread!

How could they treat them with all their heads up their asses...

I actually had a memory of being bought an Ozone Therapy voucher for a birthday about 6 years ago. I have no clue if it is the same thing as here, but it is horse-digested exo-products, to use the pseudo-pscientific description. (I went cos it also involved a sports massage, before anyone asks) Anyway, this is what happened: I was asked to sit inside a contraption that was like one of those mini-saunas that Fat Bastard was in, if I remember correctly. The one that the doors open outwards. It was warm and comfortable, and quite pleasant, as saunas go. I then had two tubes shoved up my nose to deliver the Ozone, or whatever. After a while the nice lady told me that when the doors were opened my towels I had on would have 'specks of colour which would reflect the areas of problems within my organs'. I would have left then, but I was trapped in my oven. Obviously when I was released, the towels were pearly white, being a perfect physical specimen. So I was very happy. The continous pain I have lived with for 20 years on and off in my spine went undetected. I was shocked.