I have taken to cycling! :shock:
Now... I thought this was a good idea until today.......
I rode to my school placement on the bike. I set out in good time before I needed to be there just incase I got lost...... the perspective from a cycle is rather different than bus or car.......
........ anyway...... everything in tow I set off then realised not even a mile down the road I shouldn't be riding abike cos I forget to breathe :shock:There were lorries and vans and buses and little old ladies walking along that all completely terrified me!
ops: I carried on tentatively and thinking - it's ok youre insured if you get hit.... the laptop is insured if you get hit........ the bike is just a bike..... conquer your fear .... be strong.....Now I had just gotten used to the fear factor and taking my life into my own hands while turning corners and crossing roads. I forgot that I have a chest infection and a cold! :scared: Sooooo a coughed up lung later I decided I can't cycle anymore, my bag is too heavy and I'm going to be very late if I even make it to the school alive......
Low and behold I spot a bus!
it pulls over and a shocked driver exclaims..."you can't bring that on here!" he says pointing to my bike
"Why not? Oh Please let me" I beg
"because it's against the rules! I can't let you!" he replies in complete amazement that someone wants to get on the bus with a bike!
Quick thinking.... "I have a flat and have to keep stopping to pump it up and I only need to get to the village so I can get it repaired, please let me?" blatant lie :oops: I'm just knackered and know how unprofessional it is to turn up late at school........
"Where's your pump then ey?" quized the bus driver.......
"In my bag. PLease I'm only going to the Village.....?"
The nice Driver let me on and sent me right to the back of the bus telling me to ring the bell when I wanted to get off. He shooed the old ladies and students back to let me get the bike off. Thanking him loads I went on my terrifed way.
I made it to school on time to have the teacher send me home for being ill! :shock:
So with an invite to the school play and half a lung less I mount the bike and slowly ride home stoppping now and then to adjust the weight of the bag which keeps flopping into the way........
I get home to realise that my mum may have been round and put the alarm on for which I have no key cos that is still in my handbag which I left at a friend's house after Satin's birthday party! :oops: What will I do if the alarm is on? I can't cycle all the way to my grans to get the spare key...... S*d it..... I don't care...... I need water....... water....... sit down..... water.......
Opening the door- no alarm! YAY!- I run the cold tap and guzzle down a pint and a half of water and then proced to nearly throw up all over the kitchen while coughing up the other half of the lung...... :roll: So that was my morining and midafternoon fun :roll:
Note to self........ don't ride bikes when I am ill........ it is not big nor clever. :oops:
So neil if you don't mind, can you devote your pencil and selotape effort into making me a new car please??? Thanks very much..... maybe if I talk nicely to Missy she might knit me one?....
Anyone else hate cycling?
:rotflmao: 
:x :x :x in my opinion a bikes not a bike unless it has an engine.
:( Just use the bike now to nip to my mates occasionally.