my water bottle has been leaking all week. It has just taken 2 seconds to snip the bit of plastic that prevented the lid from fitting properly and so I can now jump on my bike confident that when I need to re-hydrate there will still be water there. And next week my work bag will no longer contain soggy documents. I could have fixed it days ago but never got round to it - why is that? I thought there was a second bottle in my car (it's a v hot day and Ben lives a long cycle away), but I only found about a dozen bread bags. I recycle them by taking my sandwiches to work in them, and often toss them onto the back seat after...
Tomorrow I'm giving lifts to folk so should really spend the afternoon tidying the car - but what I want to do is get on my bike - I'm excitied about seeing the sun on the water and that lovely stretch between the trees with the roots making the path all uneven. With the kids away it's an opportunity to do what I want rather than what is sensible so I'm trying to grab that - I don't often even recognise what I want rather than just what I _ought_ to do. And then once I decide something, i'm impatient to get on with it - I hate all that boring prep that comes with decorating, and in the same way, it's a faff having to put on suncream etc when I just want to GO! But I will, and I will locate a second bottle. A lifetime of being sensible is hard to chuck out just like that...
It was fab!! Well, not the last stretch when my knees were complaining loudly. I turned a negative into a positive - no-one expecting me home meant that when I heard a live band playing an old waterboys hit in Avenham park I tied up my bike and lazed a while listening...
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