It's me again
. I really do not know what is happening but I feel like one of those duracell bunnies - I just cannot keep still.
I have come to confess because I feel I have been naughty but not really - kinda.
I dragged poor Mr TB to the market today. I am into fresh veg and salads at the moment and the quality is so much better even if you pay a bit more.
Overnight I toyed with the idea of getting a new bike. I think the tyres on the one in the garage have gone and I suppose I could have replaced them easily enough. I had a look online at Halfords selection but just didn't know where to start. Then there was the embarrassment factor of going into a large store and finding someone to explain why you needed a heavy duty bike although they would only need to take one look at me to know why
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In the end I decided to ring the shop where my dad bought me my first ever bike. I went to university in Hull and if anyone knows it it is very flat and all the students used to ride bikes. So my mom and dad scrimped and saved and bought me this lovely ladies racer with a basket on the front. I went everywhere on it and believe it or not at the end of that first year I was a size 12 bottom and 14 top
. When I look back now I wonder how I ever let myself more than double in size. Anyway...
I rang the shop and explained I was looking for a bike that would take my size. I told him roughly how heavy I was. He was lovely. He actually said it was not so much the weight as getting the right frame and ensuring the tyres were inflated at all times. He suggested I come in and see what they had and try a few. So after the market trip I set off for the shop on my own - Mr TB was exhausted. I spent over an hour in there. The man who I spoke to on the phone was lovely and he clearly loves bikes - so enthusiastic. In the end I settled on one which they did not have in stock so I have a short wait and they promised they will deliver it. I bought a gel saddle, a pump with an air pressure gauge, as the one I bought from amazon is hopeless either that or I don't understand the instructions properly, lights for the front and back and a helmet. My confession is about how much it cost altogether. I rang Mr TB before I finally agreed and all I got was a 20 second silence followed by - I hope it doesn't end up like the last one
. He has a point. But I bought it anyway
. I am so excited. They are going to deliver it probably next Saturday so I have a week to make more room in the garage. I am going to find a charity to give my old bike to...I know there are a few that do up bikes. Anyone know of any local to me?
Anyway, I have rambled but wanted to share. I never thought I would get so excited about getting on a bike and doing some exercise but I am raring to go. Having said that, if I overdo things this pain in my side is worse. After I bought my bike I got the tram up to town, went and had my eyebrows threaded and then had a wander around Evans and the Ann Harvey in our big department store. So I did a fair amount of walking around today and I am feeling it now.
Right I am going to prepare the meat for dinner tomorrow which is going to be going in the slow cooker. Then I am going to sit down with a nice glass of no added sugar Kia Ora squash
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tranquil x
