I'm not going to lie, I'm very unfit. I thought I was in top physical condition until yesterday when I went on my first 'proper' ride since winter set in a couple of months ago. While most genuine cyclists have been indoors on their turbo trainers i've been in the pub. I've never subscribed to the idea of cycling indoors, for me it defeats the object completely, however i'm no racer and have no concept of training so I guess I should cut those guys some slack.
It was the day of the 'apocalypse' so I thought I should squeeze in one last ride before armageddon so I got out of bed early and got the lycra on and headed out. It was pretty cold, rain was spitting and the road was wet and slippery, all told the weather was not conducive to a pleasant cycling experience but I felt pretty hardcore out there in the conditions. Anyway I was only 40 miles in and starting to feel a little tired, when an elderly fellow, maybe 65 years old, overtook me going uphill, this was the final straw so I limped home feeling pretty ashamed of myself. I hate cycling.
On a positive note while searching through a local charity store the other day I found this for £5, It's a perfect fit, I guess thats karma repaying me for being such a swell guy.
Another jersey I will never wear. |
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