Cycling pic

And thats me on my little Dahon. I love my little bike, it is very fast, despite having 20" wheels.
At the moment it is in the garage looking all dismembered, because my dear husband got me some new tires (which was sweet) because my back tire has a massive hole in it, left by a shred of glass. Only the thing is that he got a wrong size tires! And he only realized that after he took my old tires off.... So hence i had to change into civil clothes and take a bus and a train like all the normal people do. I guess the good thing was i could knit on the way to work, but i still hate commuting, it just takes forever and i feel like my freedom to move is morbidly restricted by train times and such.
Aaanyway, i am so close to completing Birthday Drops vest for my mother i just might finish it before Sunday, which would be nice. Oh, and my Rowan Bamboo Tape pattern booklet has arrived, giving me a lot of inspiration. Surprisingly enough Colin got very excited about the idea of making yarn out of bamboo, thats his latest craze - bamboo and more bamboo. He just got some black bamboo to go to our front garden. When i weakly protested that it grows up to
50' tall so will eventually stop any sunshine getting to the front of the house, he enthused that it will be just like living in a jungle. In a semi detached house in southeast London. Oh well, Russians say let children play so that they dont cry...
I was spending a lot of time on Ravelry again, as you do, chatting to more people. I love all that discussion board stuff you know. I even started a new thread and it had fantastic response.
Sweet baby Unity has started her nursery this week. She is doing great, they said she loved it. They give us like these little sheets of paper where it says what she did and what she ate, it was so sweet. I can just see her sitting there on a little chair like a big girl and eating cheesy mush and baked beans with a spoon. She is off today though because she is having her MMR immunization. I hope she takes it well, poor baby.

Cycling

I have cycled all the way ( or should it be ALL THE WAY) last night. Thats about 8 miles. Most of it up the hill. So naturally i have a great sense of achievement. The only thing that tarnishes it is that cycling so far makes me so bloody sore. I don't know how those couriers do it, may be they have developed a callus or something. I even wear special cushioned lycra pants, still no use. I might have to invest in that ugly fat silicone seat. We'll see.

There is an interesting pattern i have noticed in my cycling behavior. When there are other cyclists on the road i try to overtake them, especially up the hill, because to be perfectly honest, im great up the hill. And sometimes i succeed, leaving them behind and thinking "ha, sucker! there i showed you on your big fancy bike." Or if its a girl: "Just give up, you flip flop wearing helmet law ignoring silly person." Nothing perplexes me more that girls riding their bike wearing flip flops and skirts, with no helmets. Every time i see one i just want to shout: "You are a gonner!" I mean we all know that car drivers want to kill all cyclists off. Or is it me being slightly paranoid again?
So anyway, then of course most of the time i get overtaken, not being very fast and riding a small Dahon 20" wheel, and i always think: "oh well, its not like i am competing anyway. And they are probably breaking the law going so fast." Its absurd because i know i was competing a minute ago, still my brain finds an excuse. It reminds me why i have given up my tarot cards. My dear friend gave me a pack of tarot cards few years ago and i got really into it for a while. It was ok when i did it for others, and only when i was doing it for myself i ran into the same kind of dilemma. When the cards were predicting great things i happily embraced it, totally believing it. However when the answer was not what i liked, i always thought to myself: " well i don't really believe in this things anyway, its is more of a game to me." After i noticed that pattern i decided to give it up all together. You ether believe it or not.
So i guess with cycling i have to embrace my competitive side and admit that i'm just not very fast. Most of the time. Yet.