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The lure of a sunny day
One of the cycling blogs I read linked to this great article in the Times Online:
Cycling should be dull, not an extreme sport
It was a marvellous day here today, sunny and warm and breezy. I cycled to my lunch date and when the time came, didn't want to go home so I set off around the bike paths. Eventually knees and bladder outvoted me! At a cycle crossing, a lycra lad smiled at me and said, 'Isn't it a brilliant day?' We were waiting for our crossing lights, watching a near jam of cars crawling past us and I have to say, I felt extremely superior in my mode of transport. Likely I will feel less so in a couple of months when the drivers are in their snug dry capsules and I am flexing my fingers to warm them up and wishing the lights would change so I could get back into the lee of buildings and out of the wind again!
Cycling should be dull, not an extreme sport
It was a marvellous day here today, sunny and warm and breezy. I cycled to my lunch date and when the time came, didn't want to go home so I set off around the bike paths. Eventually knees and bladder outvoted me! At a cycle crossing, a lycra lad smiled at me and said, 'Isn't it a brilliant day?' We were waiting for our crossing lights, watching a near jam of cars crawling past us and I have to say, I felt extremely superior in my mode of transport. Likely I will feel less so in a couple of months when the drivers are in their snug dry capsules and I am flexing my fingers to warm them up and wishing the lights would change so I could get back into the lee of buildings and out of the wind again!