Alarm goes off at 0630. Tea, porridge and out the door by 0700. Still dark, thick ice on car roofs and windscreens. Fingers and feet start to suffer as soon as I hit the end of the street.
Just a quick one today, first of the year, spinning the fixed for twenty or so miles with a couple of hills on the way.
Back in time to grab the paper from the doormat, make another cup of tea and head back to bed before Mrs Flandrian and the rest of the family have even opened their eyes.
Sometimes, riding a bike can seem like a chore, another thing to fit in to a frantic schedule. And sometimes, like today, it can help you feel like the luckiest person in the world.
1 comment:
I thoroughly agree. With the heavy snowfall of the past week, It will be sometime that I will be back on the bike.
Happy New Year!
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