December 8, 2012 by welshcyclist
Just wish I was sitting at the railway station, but I’m not. Chance to ride my bike would be ideal, it’s not happening, as this wimp won’t dare take to the roads if there’s ice about. Quite plainly there is most definitely a very strong possibility of that. Just seen a gritter lorry speed up the hill here, dropping salt on the roads. Clear blue skies bode well for freezing temperatures tonight, nightmare!
It’s so frustrating, not being able to get out on my bike. Got up at 07.30 this morning to go for a ride, to clear my head of these sniffles I’ve got developing. Went out to check the conditions, only to find frozen puddles, and frosty roads. Past memories of falling and hitting the ground hard came flooding back, and sent me back indoors with my tail between my legs.
Spent an hour on the internet, read a few blog posts by regular bloggers, had some breakfast and returned the front room to normal after painting the walls. Much to her indoors distaste, I’m a decorator who has to move everthing out of the room that’s to be given the Michael Angelo touch. And I’m so slow.
I’ve never been a fan of decorating, and I feel sorry for her indoors, because of my shortcomings in this area. She has so much to put up with!
Then we had to go shopping, don’t get me started about Christmas! “I don’t believe it”, I hear the Victor Meldrew inside me say. Unless of course Santa has a new bit of cycling kit for me?
Just like there’s no chance of there not being any ice and frost in the morning, it’s just not going to happen. Bah humbug!