I'm feeling rather proud of myself.
I cycled to work every day this week, totting up 62.64 miles in total. That's 100.8km in metric measurements.
Mind you, it was tough going this morning. I woke up with every muscle in my body aching, especially my leg and tummy muscles, from four days of cycling after a long absence. My back pain has also returned, confirming my theory that cycling causes it. (I haven't suffered back pain for a couple of months, which coincides with my lack of cycling.)
But my pain soon dissipated with I spied all the soldiers this morning. They were doing the hard slog, running up Rotten Row with heavy backpacks on, and some dark-eyed sergeant yelling orders at them at very high volume.
I saw more soldiers at Hyde Park Corner, jogging on the spot while they waited for the traffic lights to change. Further on I spied a lone soldier thundering down Horse Guards Parade as if his life depended on it. Poor bugger.
This evening's cycle was particularly painful though. It pissed down rain about half-way through my ride and I got completely soaked.
Then, with traffic clogged up along Kensington Gore, I decided to take a detour through the back streets of Kensington and got myself a little bit lost. (Why does that always happen whenever I'm desperate to get home??)
I eventually stumbled upon a street I recognised — it's where the late Freddie Mercury used to live — so I managed to get myself home in one piece. It added an extra mile to my journey, but it meant I totally avoided Kensington High Street, which is no bad thing.
I got in the door feeling well and truly exhausted, but kind of chuffed that I managed to cycle every day this week — I haven't done that for more than a year!
Total distance: 13.31 miles | Ride time: 1hr, 26min and 53sec | Average speed: 9.69mph | Top speed: 18.4mph