I Wish I Could Say...

Hidden enough?


Was it all the excitement from having ordered my new bike just moments before I took to the hills the reason that I couldn't ride right yesterday afternoon?, which led to my bike ride being of a somewhat dizzy affair? I am excited about the new addition to my wheeled a loo minum collection let me tell you. But so much so that it made me look like a complete retard during my afternoons scramble around the three hills? I just could not keep the bike where I wanted it! I must have put my stupid skinny feet down loads of times! It was driving me bonkers that's for sure. It certainly wasn't the weather, as it was gorgeous and mostly bone dry terrain.....hardly any wet patches at all;) I cut my right shin on something....probably my pedal? Nothing new there then! Those things have teeth!
Steep hills that I have had no problems with before, were a right pain in the sacks! I even dropped my camera trying to take a photo of my bloody shin.....mental or what. I really did feel like I wasn't in control. I am surprised that I didn't fall off more! Could my totally unpredictable meandering be anything to do with my stoopid ankles? Afterall, I was a little worried the night before from all the pain spewing forth from them! But even they ended up feeling good by yesterday lunchtime. I can't always lay the blame onto the pain in my bones can I?
Indeed, my right elbow was hurting as usual, but no more than normal. It did however, towards the end of my three & a half hour ride, begin to really get on my tits! Dare I say that I even began to feel sorry for myself? There were points, mainly during steepish decents, where all I could do was screw my right hand up in a ball and rest it on my handle bar grip and just let it kind of lean there.....I couldn't even pull the front break lever without grimacing in pain! Ok! So maybe my bones are responsible for my ditzy performance! But what can I do? I wish there was a magic wand that I could tap my joints gently with and make them all strong and pain-free. I know exactly what my joint specialists would tell me......'There ain't no magic wand buddy, so stop riding the way you do and it won't hurt!'
Good idea right? But what would I do without my cycling? Anyway, it used to hurt as much when I wasn't cycling several years ago. So up yours dude!
If only the pain wasn't there! I don't care that it looks so weak....I don't care what other people think when they see it compared to my other arm! Sooo weak! The sneezing cow who's eyes nearly popped out of her head & all her black & white friends managed to take my mind off the discomfort a little.....as did the numerous Pheasants lurking about in the woods. They do make me laugh:) Very colourful, but more than just a little dopey;) One of them tried to run away from me (why run when you can fly?) and ran like a bird possessed down the narrow track that I was on. He soon saw the error of his way and decided to take a quick detour back into the shrubbery;)
Bumble bees like miniature yellow & black balls of floating fluff, bunnie rabbits and there little white arses bouncing up and down as they too run away from the most harmless boy on the planet, squirrels looking for thier wonderfully buried nuts, a fox who remembered his green cross code, a wild Deer (that looked more like a Gazzelle) sprinting through the trees, and even a little Robin got her bright red tits out just for me & made me feel a little better about the silly way I was obviously feeling.
So what was it that really made me feel this way? Maybe it was the pain?.....Dessert storm being mean to me because she knows that she will be spending more time in the garage soon?.....Were my tyres pumped up too hard?....Was my stem done up too tightly?.....Life in general?.....or maybe it's because I am a Londoner? Could it be that my helmet was on too tight? It could I suppose have had someting to do with my belly ache I had all afternoon? My goodness! On my drive back home, my car almost became a hot air balloon! If I hadn't opened a window, I would be in South Africa by now!.....or maybe it's none of those and instead it's all about someting else entirely that I don't know about....or maybe I do know about it, but just aren't prepared to say......can't say.
One thing is pretty obvious though......there is definitely something missing....a missing something! Something lacking!

Kayaking tonight....lets see what happens there eh;) Lets just hope the life gaurds are watching me;)


Jason







(C) JPT 2007.........973.06 miles.