I’m still here, I just haven’t been cycling of late. This is mainly because I went to Ireland for a few days and while I was away I got the biggest leg cramp you could possibly imagine and my right calf really hasn’t been the same since. I keep having minor spasms, so I thought it might be best to rest my legs for a bit: I haven’t ridden to work all week.
Of course there’s an upside to all this: when I don’t cycle to work it means I don’t have to get up quite as early, which is always a good excuse to stay in bed a little longer — as I’ve said on numerous occasions, I’m definitely not a morning person!
That said, I hope to get back on the bike next week. I’m looking forward to it. As much as I’ve enjoyed the self-imposed break, I’ve felt decidedly lacklustre — and grumpy — without my regular exercise. I need to feel the wind in my hair, the blood pumping through my veins and the adrenalin rush of negotiating the urban obstacle course that is London’s busy roads to feel truly alive!