So I finally got back on my bike after six months of some of the most disruptive and bizarre events in my recent history. I had some issues with accommodation… the story behind which is not appropriate for a family friendly site. I ended up spending three months on my mother’s couch. Unfortunately she insisted, as parents do, on feeding me the entire time, which did nothing for my waistline. I then had a major project at work which took all my spare time for a further three months… and caused the excessive use of local take-away restaurants. I ended up somewhere in the region of 17 stone (240lbs). Three weeks ago I finally found the time and motivation to do something about that, but I found that I couldn’t actually fit into my cycling gear. Not good. So I sold my car, which has forced me to walk everywhere instead. I lost half a stone or so in two weeks. Not only am I walking all over, but I have taken up squash as well, which is also going to help my fitness.
You might well read this and think that my Olympic Dream is effectively dead, and this would be a fair assumption, certainly it is going to be a near impossible task now… but it is not quite dead… not yet. When I started I was an overweight smoker, I am still overweight, but I haven’t had a cigarette now for ten months, the longest period since I started more than 15 years ago. In addition several things have happened recently which may prove to help my quest along. Selling my car is forcing me to exercise one way or another, whether I feel like it or not, but the most significant is that I have applied for university. If I get in I will start in September and will have a little more free time (especially as I plan to study within my area of expertise), but I will also have the opportunity to join a cycling club at university too… which could help with my ambition.
So today I was invited to my parent’s house by my little sister, she has just bought the new Guitar Hero game and wanted me to come and play with her. As my parents live around 12 miles away I had no choice but to cycle (I loathe public transport as a previous post about bus drivers might indicate). So I dusted off my gear, pumped up my tyres and set off. Now I was quite worried about my clip on shoes and pedals, they have proven quite dangerous thus far and being so out of practice I thought perhaps it might be an idea to take them off. I utterly failed in this… I am not sure if I have inadequate tools or if I was doing it wrong, but I could not get the pedals off, so I gave up and decided to risk it.
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This post was written by Vini on June 15, 2009
