Hectic, but still no time or space. Where do I find that final frontier?

I’ve often commented, in this blog of mine, how much I admire, all you other  “organiseed” commuter cyclists. My days are just chaos. What suffers the most is my bike, the faithful Pioneer GT.

My nightshift, last evening, was a severe soakings (far better than the seasonal alternative of snow), both on the way in and on the way home, this morning. It’s been like this, raining, now for several days on the trot. I’ve simply had no time to clean, oil or pamper my Pioneer. As a result it is stinking, and in desperate need of some TLC. No chance!

It’s raining heavily now, my shed is even more bunged than it was when I last shared a view of it with my reader. I could bring it into the conservatory, NOT!!!

Her indoors would make mincemeat of the welshcyclist, here, in seconds flat, and so the GT languishes in the shed, and I’m glum that I can’t give it the attention it deserves. Now, while I’m off work for the next few days, I’ve to get on with the things that her indoors expects, to do otherwise would be selfish.

No time or space to look after the Pioneer, despite all it’s great service to me through the first couple of weeks of 2012. Not fair! But, it’s only a bike!

I’m not prone to sentimaentality, but I’m feeling guilty, and being a lazy so and so, doesn’t help the cause.  The bike needs a darned good clean and service, but, when and where, those are the quetions. I follow a roster for work, I’ll just have to write a timetable and list of things to do over the next few days.

Said timetable will have to include daily riding slots, husband and house duties, and trips out with she who must be obeyed. Why do we have to be organised? Because, I for one don’t have the luxury of having others to do my stuff for me. Why couldn’t I have been a rock star? Better still, beam me up Scottie. I’d make a fine Captain Kirk.

Clean and srvice the GT, Sulu, and Miss Uhura, you can give him a hand.

That’ll teach me…..

A nasty case of counting my chickens before they’d hatched, I’m afraid. Boasting about doing 180 miles for the week in my last post. Howling winds, 60-70mph, and lashing rain, dissuaded me from cycling to work today. Then at home time, all blue skies, and slightly gentler winds made me wish I’d risked the pedal in. Still forecast for tomorrow is positive, and I will be pedalling.

Happy New Year to my reader…

Christmas has come and gone, thankyou to Tierloch, my youngest son, for the present of an Electron Terra 2 light set. What a difference it has made on my commuting already.

Pinched a nerve in my neck last week, now have a numb left index finger, and my left arm aches when I turn my head to the right. Something to do with “the neck bone being connected to the backbone,” as the song goes, but it is annoying. The only way I seem to forget, and thus, not feel it, is when I’m riding the bike. As if I needed the excuse.  

This mild weather is simply great, two weeks ago I thought I’d be off the Pioneer GT for a spell, as the icy conditions set in. This week, if I commute for the remainder of the week, I’ll do 180 miles, albeit very wet ones. But I can cope with that, what’s more my speed seems to be picking up.

Even passing other cyclists this week, one was pushing his bike, still one out of two isn’t bad. I had to keep looking back ,to see if the one pushing, was catching me up! 

Made a few resolutions for 2012, as “Ditch the treadmill’” latest blog post states, they were boring until I spiced them up with resolutions to take up skipping, and to do a bike mechanic’s course this year.

Great to have pedalled into 2012, long may the mild weather continue.

Cheers reader.