Firstly… sorry for all major spelling/gramatical errors, I was staring at tadpoles when my nursery teacher taught us the english language. I think I use it okay for someone more interested in frogs than speaking though don’t you? hehe
Okay, the journey to work today was boring as usual. I have to cycle 8 miles ish there and back after college when I’m already exhausted and want to physically abuse the tires of every passing motorist….Show offs, at least I’m green.
FECKING GREEN DUDES. *mutter*
Anyways, not only am I in fact peddling faster than the speed of light [speed freak..ho yes] but I do so happen to be a girl. Girls will understand exactly what I mean when I say lets all go kill the GUY that invented bra straps.. So your on a bike, zooming along, its pissing it down and there are feck loads of pot holes on the road in front of you when the inevitable happens. *slip* ones fallen down. Not only fallen down, but now rubbing against your skin making it raw everytime you move that arm.. Did I mention that your wearing a hoody that is already soaked to your skin?
Do you:
a) Stop and sort the fecker out and risk being late for work
b) Hold your arm out horizontally for the rest of your journey and desperately try not to move and get to work on time
c) Try and pry wet clothes away from wet skin with one hand whilst using the other to weave and swerve from either side of the road
Well?
I chose C. And yes, I looked like a Royal TWAT. But hey, I don’t care anymore… Lol, at least I put those motorists to shame. Yeah I CAN sort myself out and cycle, I’M HARDCORE! [obviously]
Paha ;P
Urgh. Hands up who cycles to work? and now hands up who enjoys it?
Kinda hard to enjoy it when the 8 miles are like this :
Yeah. You can kinda see why hills drive me mad.
That’ll be all for today. Mission for next time: get jet propelled bike or alternativly learn to fly/drive
byeeeee ^_^ xxx
