It's now been over a week since I last used the Genesis thanks to various consipratorial circumstances and a significant loss of mojo.
Today I ran out of deodorant so across town I wafted on the ofo to pick up some more. Rode out most of the way on the tow path and had to wait a good 5-10 minutes while the lock was in use at Sandford. As if the journey couldn't have got more exciting I also scored 30 fish fingers on offer for a bagain-tastic £3.50 while in Tesco, as well as some low-calorie Halo ice cream on promo - which isn't as nice as the Oppo alternative.
On the way home I picked up a tube of copper grease for the impending brake rebuild on the car, got close-passed by a bus and resolved to start training myself to stop using my other foot (i.e. putting my strong foot down and keeping my weak foot on the pedal, which feels very strange) to make my cycling a bit more ambidextrous in a desperate bid to add some goal-oriented purpose to the vacuum of meaninglessness that is my existance...
Finally I rode past the Yaris-muppet's house and it's still there; now having been reduced to £1400 on Gumtree
In total probably about 10-12 very slow miles that have now resulted, yet again, in a sore arse. Despite my sedate pace not the most enjoyable ride thanks to the oppressively overcast and humid weather, but I do feel a little more perky for getting outside. Hopefully out the same way later to see some mates, and perhaps a proper ride outside the city tomorrow..
Today I ran out of deodorant so across town I wafted on the ofo to pick up some more. Rode out most of the way on the tow path and had to wait a good 5-10 minutes while the lock was in use at Sandford. As if the journey couldn't have got more exciting I also scored 30 fish fingers on offer for a bagain-tastic £3.50 while in Tesco, as well as some low-calorie Halo ice cream on promo - which isn't as nice as the Oppo alternative.
On the way home I picked up a tube of copper grease for the impending brake rebuild on the car, got close-passed by a bus and resolved to start training myself to stop using my other foot (i.e. putting my strong foot down and keeping my weak foot on the pedal, which feels very strange) to make my cycling a bit more ambidextrous in a desperate bid to add some goal-oriented purpose to the vacuum of meaninglessness that is my existance...
Finally I rode past the Yaris-muppet's house and it's still there; now having been reduced to £1400 on Gumtree
In total probably about 10-12 very slow miles that have now resulted, yet again, in a sore arse. Despite my sedate pace not the most enjoyable ride thanks to the oppressively overcast and humid weather, but I do feel a little more perky for getting outside. Hopefully out the same way later to see some mates, and perhaps a proper ride outside the city tomorrow..
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