Aug. 10th, 2007

Fisher

Aug. 10th, 2007 03:35 pm
Like the gym, which I miss but simply don't have time to go to at the moment (frustratingly; a lot of it is down to writing articles at 4am so I'm too shattered) my bike has been lurking untouched since around October last year.

It's a very nice bike, a Specialized Crossroads with a lot of things on it.

Part of why it isn't used is that I don't have an easy way of storing it to use it, but the other reasons are probably the same as the reasons I didn't cycle much anyway - there's nowhere I can usefully cycle to. Part of this is the fact that in these delightful times, you can't leave anything not nailed down without some prat nicking it, so the time to go shopping on it is wiped out by the time to try and chain the bloody thing up. This doesn't mean I use the car; I just walk. It's longer overall, but it's less time doing something inconvenient because Society is made up of people that really ought to have been thrashed into obedience as toddlers.

Now, I know this bike cost me a lot of money relatively speaking. And I had a hard time finding a secondhand bike of any decent spec. Are secondhand bikes of any value, and do I assume that I basically burned £500 for a few months of exercise and it's now worthless (in which case, I don't see any good reason to sell it beyond "it's taking up space"), or do I find I'll get a reasonable amount of money for it and can, for example, usefully replace the back tyres on the RX8 (which got comically sideways in the high street yesterday thanks to my irritation with someone driving at 5mph resulting in a 10 minute wait to pull out of a junction - literally).

The computer collection is already due for some trimming; I don't actually need 15 almost identical Macs, for example :)

House to myself this weekend. Not sure how I will profit from this, but I am thinking it goes:

1: Listen to music only I like very loud (using the remote control from the Dell for added glee)
2: Tidy up
3: PROFIT!

I have, however, used the odd feeling of "I can do this" to wash the car. Not sure why that is; perhaps because I know I can do other things later or maybe I just had time I felt I could use for that.

Saw shooting stars last night, for the first time that I've actually SEEN them, as opposed to being told "Look! There was one!" and failing to see it. Love my eyesight. Also played on a trampoline, tried to flip at much encouragement from the kids (who can do back, front and all manner of tricks on it), protested that I am in fact constructed like a lead soldier with a much heavier base than top, and proved myself right by landing flat on my nose. Which hurt.

I'm not 'afraid' of being hurt/broken by things I have no control over, but I really cannot fight the fact that my brain says "If this doesn't work, it's going to be painful". Even when it isn't; I can fall quite heavily without noticing damage, I just don't WANT to fall.

Want a trampoline, though.

Was sufficiently humiliated by my ex, who decided she'd have a go (has never done it before), and performed a front flip on her first try. Didn't land on her feet, but did the flip part.

I'll stick to tire swings.

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