Because we live in Oxfordshire and the rumour is that it's flat (all those students on bicycles can't be wrong?) this morning I went and bought a new pushbike.....and because Posselq insisted I had to get a helmet too (now I look like somebody with severe learning difficulties - wobbling all over the road with a daft plastic crash hat on). The theory behind this is that bike-riding is something we can do together - Posselq has been riding mountain bikes for years - doing all that mad off road stuff - that was until him and bike became seriously separated in Portugal last year and he had to be sent home with a bad spinal injury...laying on a board and everything. Anyway - he still rides his bike but just on the roads nowadays.
I got my new bike home and have just been to the stables on it - and guess what? This part of Oxfordshire is not as flat as it would at first appear. When you are driving your big girl's truck to and from the stables you simply don't notice the incline that goes on and on and on. However - when it's my little legs that are propelling me homeward - take it from me - you notice the incline then. I managed to get all the way to the "Welcome to Mollington - Twinned with Stepford" sign and then had to get off and push!!!
I am very proud of my new bike - at present it's very shiny. It also has loads of gears - but I have no clue what to do with them yet. And in case you're wondering - yes - I look like a complete dick with the daft hat on, and yes - my legs have gone all trembly!!!