Well done on ‘breaking your fast’
@13 rider and getting back into the real world.
I love cycling here in our Atlantic weather – the cold and rain in my face, the wind blowing me all over the road – it lets me know that I’m still alive.
Part of this is my growing sense of mortality – I don’t know how many more ‘cycling years’ I’ve got and I don’t want to waste a day of them …. and the other thing is reminders of childhood/adolescence. I was born in Buxton (but only lived there for the first 4 weeks of my life): my grandparents lived there through the 50s and 60s and my grandfather used to take me up to the Cat & Fiddle, Axe Edge, Goyt Valley etc and I think that’s where I discovered my enjoyment of wind and rain. My teenage years were spent just west of the Pennines and I was always out walking or cycling, in all weathers.
I haven’t missed a day’s cycling outdoors yet this month – I’m ‘batting’ 15/15 (with a ‘daily minimum distance’ of just over 8km) and I’d dearly love to get to 31/31.
No criticism intended of indoor cycling – but it doesn’t cut it for me. I want to be out in the cold and the wet – and I enjoy the warmth of home so much more when I get back.