The Cycle to Work Calculator and my cycle commute
(from Cycle to work pain/money calculator)
A month into my new cycle commute regime (Coventry to Warwick - 9 and a bit miles), and dammit - I'm killing myself for that £65 a month, which is inevitably instantly blown at evil/brilliant online cycle retailers Wiggle on lights, pumps, tools, more lights, and random lycra items.
Stuff what that chap from Copenhagen says, strap me into the lycra and make it tight. Much as I'd love to treat my co-workers to the damp smell of 9 miles of hard bleedin' work, I get showered and changed at work. Although, not everyone has the luxury of 1950s-era showers as we do at that council, I admit. I keep expecting to find some Festival of Britain flyers slipped behind one of the bogs.
You should ignore my pitiful whinging, I'm actually really, really enjoying it. Tomorrow when a right royal storm is unleashed upon the UK I'll be desperately bored in the car, watching the windscreen wipers go back forth back forth back as I pootle down the slow lane of the A46, trying to wring out the last inch out of this tank of petrol. Predictably, I'm competitive with myself and turned it into a game - just under half a tank left and I'm thinking, can I make it until October without refilling?
Christ, 5.9lbs of fat. I've a sudden vision of this and it makes me feel a bit ill. No weight loss yet, as far as I can tell - but my legs appear to have turned to concrete.
