At the end of highschool I was running every second day, training for basketball at least once a week and playing a game once a week. For me that was pretty good. Unlike most people I lost weight during the study vacation before my exams due to my exercise regime.
In 2013 when I moved out of home and started uni I just had no time. Travel time to uni in my first year was 1.5hrs each way and then I also had a lot of responsibilities around my house and in this club I volunteer for. So my time for exercising was tiny tiny tiny and most of the time I just wanted to rest in this break. There needed to be an answer- the bike, cycling, my favourite personal sport.
It was great for the first year...before I moved again.
Anyway long story, boring story made short I decided this week that I should try and use the bike again. Stay tuned because I have two stupid stories:
On Monday this week I grabbed the bike a mere 3 minutes before my train was going to leave and you guessed it. I missed by train by about 10 seconds (I live really close the the station). I didn't want to go back, I know I've tried that a few times before and even though the trains are 15 mins apart. So no! I would keep my bike with me and catch the next train....I would just need to ride a bit faster when I got to Central.
BAD IDEA! I hadn't ridden my bike since September 2013 so I was definitely not as fit and not used to riding up the mountain of a hill right near Central. So even though I left Central at 3:37pm for my 4pm class, I was almost 40 mins late for my tutorial so I just didn't go. My attendance wouldn't be counted anyway and that was the only thing I had at uni all day. I ended up going home 20 mins after I got to uni, feeling very, very stupid!
Second story. Yesterday/ Wednesday. I left my bike in my friend's college on Monday so I could get a lift home from a housemate. I would ride it home on Wednesday evening, with a smug little smile on my face as I arrived at Central earlier than everyone in the ridiculously long bus line at uni hehehe.
Fail again.
Firstly they increased the number of buses 5-7pm last week so I definitely did not beat anyone to the station. Secondly I was not wearing a helmet and I was riding along the bike path when I turned to cross the road on a crossing...looking up the sun streaming on my face and BAM! I put all my bodily force into riding straight into a horizontal pole. I couldn't believe that I'd forgot about the pole (btw there is one on the other side of the crossing that I successfully went around, which makes this even worse) . I've ridden this path almost every day last week. My leg, my arm and my thumb were really hurting and I got off my bike feeling very sore and very grateful to be alone. The worse of all was that I was at the bottom of a great incline and I had to push my body really hard to keep riding.
Moral of the story... I don't think there is one. I'm just uncoordinated. I think it's a good reason to have nothing important to talk about. Here is a picture:
