Poor Gertie was unloved for a number of months in the garage after my last flurry at cycling. Over time I did venture into the garage, usually for a bottle of Prosecco or ice cream, I would chat to her and pat her seat so she knew I hadn’t forgotten about her.
Well On a whim I joined a local Fat Club to help me lose weight, if I am left to my own devices I cheat. With this new found enthusiasm I also enrolled into a local gym in the attempt to improve my fitness. My goal being once I start I will wheel Gertie out of the garage and start cycling again. The OH never really stopped but didn’t get the miles he wanted in last year (so managed to persuade me to buy a trainer so he can cycle inside) but still went out and managed with what seemed like effortless enthusiasm. Where do you get this? If only it could be bottled, I would be first in line.
So I have tentatively dusted Gertie off, pumped her tyres up and off I went, slowly at first. Short little journey to work, maybe only a couple of miles each way, baby steps was my mantra. Then the weather changed and become a little to icy to cycle, so I have patiently waited for the milder mornings and today off I went at 6am on my trusty steed, there is only one thing about cycling to work… You have to cycle home, but I made it and even managed a smile and an “Afternoon” to the various animals I cycled past.
Tomorrow is a new day and a new challenge, if you remember I hate hills, what is like an incline to some, namely the OH is like Mount Everest to me, I am planning my biggest challenge yet, Whorral Bank!!!!!!!!