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read2dayCycling to Mordor now: the optimism of July really didn't last long – about as long as it took for my knee to declare war on my running again.
So, after a certain amount of railing at the vagaries of the universe and generally moping around, I've returned to cycling – partly spurred on by a fabulous day out on a borrowed bike in August, partly by recollection that I did actually like pootling around on a bike when I had one that didn't make the aches and pains worse.
That last part was always going to be difficult. I did eventually establish that a road bike of some sort was going to work much better for me than the hybrid/mountain bike I had been trying unsuccessfully to get out and use. Saving doth commence. Last Friday, some many miles from home, I found the make/model I was saving for at 70% off (ex-demo, 2009 model). Reader, I bought it. I then threw myself on the mercy of the British rail system, which was in turn sympathetic, and so got my bike home (thank you, East Coast mainline and your guards, their vans, and the bike racks therein!)
Over the last four days, I've almost doubled the distance gained to Mordor. 'Nuff said. But, dear heaven, there are some vicious hills around here.
So, after a certain amount of railing at the vagaries of the universe and generally moping around, I've returned to cycling – partly spurred on by a fabulous day out on a borrowed bike in August, partly by recollection that I did actually like pootling around on a bike when I had one that didn't make the aches and pains worse.
That last part was always going to be difficult. I did eventually establish that a road bike of some sort was going to work much better for me than the hybrid/mountain bike I had been trying unsuccessfully to get out and use. Saving doth commence. Last Friday, some many miles from home, I found the make/model I was saving for at 70% off (ex-demo, 2009 model). Reader, I bought it. I then threw myself on the mercy of the British rail system, which was in turn sympathetic, and so got my bike home (thank you, East Coast mainline and your guards, their vans, and the bike racks therein!)
Over the last four days, I've almost doubled the distance gained to Mordor. 'Nuff said. But, dear heaven, there are some vicious hills around here.
