Here was me thinking I was a cycling guru. Then I’m wheezing and puffing up the slightest incline cursing all the surplus calories I’ve inhaled at the campus cafeteria.
And worse than all that is my habits. All my good habits. Riding habits. Are gone. I was 5 minutes down the road yesterday when I realised I didn’t have gloves or glasses. I spent the whole miserable ride pondering the stupidity that caused me to have to squint into the glare and shaking the numbness out of alternating hands.
I hope I get smart again in a hurry.