Sometimes all you need is a blast on a bike to blow out the mush in your brain from a really bad week. Sometimes - at the same time - you struggle to motivate yourself onto the bike in order to do so.
What a week it's been (Herald Sun, pp 1-7, 38-39; The Age, pp 1-3). All I needed tonight was a blast but oh how hard it was to get there! Rather than curl up in a little ball under my desk, I dragged on the gear and hit the city on the Lynskey. The cold night air refreshed and awoke me immediately, especially with the combination of compact pedestrians and peak-hour traffic through town.
When I got out to the Kew junction I felt a bit light and realised I had forgotten my back-pack with all my reading and study notes required for the weekend. Sigh... back to the office I went. This time through heavy city traffic, pouring rain and frivolous Friday night frolickers.
The rain put an end to the hour of inner city riding. I bowed to the pressure of the mush and jumped in a warm car for the drive home... hoping for a slightly better week next week.
well I was going to ask how PMDP went??? Have read your posts with interest - love your flower basket on your bike!!!
ReplyDeleteAnyone reading this at a later date may be interested to know that this was the day Simon Overland resigned. A big day for my office!
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