Monday 10th March: Sleeping like a baby.
Today I have been mostly sleeping, puking and pooping. Like an infant.
You know you’ve had a proper sick day when you’ve only managed to watch one telly programme and can’t face coffee.
Saturday 8th and Sunday 9th March: Pretty Perfect Weekend.
Saturday featured a trip to Decathlon, a camping superstore and drooling over epic tents AND going to an un-charted Harvester with a £5 gift voucher an’ everything!
Sunday: 1st proper road ride of the year in glorious sunshine around mostly car free lanes of Essex and Hertfordshire. We saw cute dogs and horse and ponies and a big black pig and sheep and llamas! Home and then a trip to a local pub we’ve meaning to go to for ages that not only lived up to all the hype but also had Scrabble boards.
Friday 7th March: MENTAL!
This week I have been mostly at meetings and ended the week at South West London & St George’s Mental Health Trust and I had no idea it was so beautiful.
Within moments you’re away from scummy Balham and Tooting to a completely different atmosphere and calm. The photo on the left is a residential unit and the one on the right is the trust HQ offices.
Of course, all this amazing property in SW Ldn is being sold off to property developers and there is a very good argument that Victorian buildings are not the right setting for delivering inpatient mental health care but still, I could think of worse places to be.
Thursday 6th March: Roadie Douchebag
Rode my road bike for the 1st time this year as my sweet fixie skidder is being fixed.
1. I love the way you’re (or is it just me?) “Woah! This feels WIERD! I’m not sure I like it” when you ride a bike that isn’t yours or one your not used to for all of 5 mins and then it’s “eyyyy! A bicycle!” I especially struggle with controlling speed with brakes and the bike still moving even when my feet are not, mostly riding fixed.
2. Gears are stupid for town riding/commuting. With all the stop starting you can never put your foot down and there are no major hills in London that require gears. Because I had gears today I found myself endlessly faffing with them and had the shameful being in wrong situ when trying to move off from lights.
Having said all that, this weird racing, competitive streak came out in me today that I usually only witness in usually male, lycra clad roadie douchebags
Spikeyladbrook-Hutt (or how you spell/present it) YOU ARE NOT ALONE!
Competing with a panda here :(
Weds 5th March: Guerrilla Gardening
Got given a seed bomb at work a few weeks ago for being part of the sustainability team. The idea behind this seed bomb is to grow some wild flowers that bees will love. And to bring a burst of colour to a bit of less colourful ground.
Watch this space! Or rather that space on the right.
Tuesday 4th March: Fat Tuesday
Big plate of veg chilli nachos plus pancake for pudding = going hard on Fat Tuesday.
Monday 3rd March: 30 Days of Biking Pledge
30 Days of Biking is a simple but ace idea to create a community of joyful cyclists who pledge to ride their bikes each day. There’s no Strava, no mileage challenges, just get out and ride. It’s a great way to get newbies pedalling more or just challenge yourself more. I’m somewhat embarrassed to admit that despite pledging last year (and maybe the year before) I failed to meet the challenge. Not so this year!