Regretfully not. But still pretty damned pleased with myself for having completed 20k on the stationary bike in 49:50, although I understand I “should” have completed it in more like 40 mins. Bar humbug. I was concentrating on maintaining my RPM at 80+, yet “HIGH HEART RATE” flashed across the LCD several times, and was thankful that alarms didn’t start ringing around the gym informing everyone just quite how horribly unfit indeed I am.
I ask myself how could I possibly be competitive with the stocky older East European man on the bike adjacent to me, who seemed to keep on catching a sneaky glance at my stats. I mean seriously, Who was HE to snigger? He had man boobs. 20 clicks did seem like an awfully long way for a bike ride, where the only view on offer was of myself resembling the colour of Heinz tomato ketchup. Secondly I had worn totally inappropriate underwear, and am still suffering some very rude chaffing. Note to self – do not repeat under any circumstances.
I sympathise with my other two partners in crime, who will complete the swim and run legs of the Sprint Triathlon. At least I still have six weeks to improve. But more importantly, I hope to remain injury-free, keeping close-to-hand my physical therapist’s number, on speed-dial.
Pedalling frantically on an exercise bike is no substitute for a bike ride outside, be it leisurely or of other sorts, and whilst watching the distance travelled increase, I found myself reminiscing about the most beautiful bike EVER, my adorable Liberty of London for Target Limited Edition Cruiser – yes only 500 were made, and one of them is mine, all mine. I remember queuing up outside the “pop-up” shop at Bryant Park in Manhattan in order to secure my very coveted velo. When it arrived by UPS it was in a gigantic box and could hardly control my excitement, J laughed when he saw it though saying it was little more advanced than a Penny Farthing with its single gear mechanism and backwards to peddle braking system. I don’t care what others think, I love my bike and look forward to riding around Larchmont again to the envy of others, even if I need to call J to pick me up from the Manor as it’s simply too much like hard work cycling up all those hills home!
I ask myself how could I possibly be competitive with the stocky older East European man on the bike adjacent to me, who seemed to keep on catching a sneaky glance at my stats. I mean seriously, Who was HE to snigger? He had man boobs. 20 clicks did seem like an awfully long way for a bike ride, where the only view on offer was of myself resembling the colour of Heinz tomato ketchup. Secondly I had worn totally inappropriate underwear, and am still suffering some very rude chaffing. Note to self – do not repeat under any circumstances.
I sympathise with my other two partners in crime, who will complete the swim and run legs of the Sprint Triathlon. At least I still have six weeks to improve. But more importantly, I hope to remain injury-free, keeping close-to-hand my physical therapist’s number, on speed-dial.
Pedalling frantically on an exercise bike is no substitute for a bike ride outside, be it leisurely or of other sorts, and whilst watching the distance travelled increase, I found myself reminiscing about the most beautiful bike EVER, my adorable Liberty of London for Target Limited Edition Cruiser – yes only 500 were made, and one of them is mine, all mine. I remember queuing up outside the “pop-up” shop at Bryant Park in Manhattan in order to secure my very coveted velo. When it arrived by UPS it was in a gigantic box and could hardly control my excitement, J laughed when he saw it though saying it was little more advanced than a Penny Farthing with its single gear mechanism and backwards to peddle braking system. I don’t care what others think, I love my bike and look forward to riding around Larchmont again to the envy of others, even if I need to call J to pick me up from the Manor as it’s simply too much like hard work cycling up all those hills home!
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| One of my favourite things: My flowery Liberty of London for Target bicycle |
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