It’s been four months since I’ve been on my bike. I was overweight then, but with the holidays (let’s face it, I’ll over-indulge no matter the season or occasion) I’m beyond a comfortable “padding.” I’m also in need of time to think, and the 45-minute ride to work provides not only a time for reflection—it spurs many new thoughts.
Normally, I’d wait till spring to start working on healthier habits, but I’m pushing things up this year. I started today: it sucked.
The ride took me 55 minutes. At my fastest last year, I made it in 35, though that was on my way home, and there was a pizza waiting for me. I underestimated the cold, forgot how frightening Fresno drivers can be, and how relatively few bike lanes there still are despite new developments.
Why share all of this with you? I promise it’s not to whine; in fact, I’m not complaining at all. I did this to myself. But I could use some accountability. I don’t know what that means, but perhaps you have some ideas.
This also means I’m going to be writing a bit more. I have to put all of these thought and ideas to paper…err, blog.
Here’s to a healthier New Year. Now where’s my doughnut?