Feeling sorry for myself, haven’t cycled since last Friday, made the foul weather the scapegoat. It began Friday evening, after my cycle home, I usually, have my dinner, do some exercises, have a shower, get my kit ready, watch a little TV and then it’s off to bed early 22.00 at the latest, I was 12 hour days.

BUT!!

I stayed up to watch the WRC, and everything went wrong, overslept the following morning, which meant I had to take the car, watched the rugby again the next evening(highlights only), got up in time next morning, because of Tipsy the cat, to howling gales and lashing rain, and decided the better part of valour was, again to take the car.So a couple of days, no commute and no cycling.

So this morning, I’m sat here feeling sorry for myself, and guilty that once again, I failed to get out there on the bike. I’m listening to the wind and rain as I type. I’ve cycled in the rain and wind many times on my commute, a few times I’ve  been soaked through before I’d even made it out of the village. I know that would happen today.

So I’ve done my few kettlbell exercises, and 20 press-ups, but still feel guilty and inadequate, as I pontificated to chub2stud , a couple of days ago, “you’ve got to keep that body working/moving “.

 I must practise what I preach.

I feel a bit shallow,

The way this rain’s coming down, I’ll have to find the shallow end, and soon.

CHEERS!