My Life on the Net

Something tells me the “Big Bad Wolf” wasn’t any of that - just a semi-overweight jogger taking a stop outside the little piggies’ house and who was so out of breath the piggies couldn’t understand him properly.

I would be panting too. I know how far I can reach when jogging - and I don’t like it. I just hope when I was cycling today I didn’t knock some piggies house over. That would be a tragedy.

My home town, Edinburgh, had it’s benefits. There’s a saying going around about the place - wherever you go, you climb up a hill - and to this day, I’ve faced that. That was the great benefit of Edinburgh, that I knew that even walking the short distance to school, to the city centre, anywhere - I’d be getting more exercise for my time than I would be getting in a flat city.

But guess where I ended up, yep. Not even that, but my bike was left in Edinburgh too - leaving me with three choices. Should I learn how to jog (and through previous experience I knew that was out of the question), join the Gym (loads of paperwork and too expensive) or do nothing. Guess which I chose.

I finally realised the error of my ways, but that wasn’t going to change the fact that the previous two options were still out of the realms of possibility.

I bought a new bike.

Today, a week after I purchased it, I went for a ride. I loved Edinburgh for it’s cycleways and unfortunately Dundee has none of these. It was windy but warm and I went out thinking that I could just start reminiscing about the good old days.

If only.

I learned that even though I could cycle 25 miles a day easily before I left for university, it’s doesn’t keep up over the 6 months that have passed since I left. I huffed, I puffed and I almost considered I was generating the high winds over the Tay Bridge and giving Mother Earth a run for it’s money.

Exercise is hard when you haven’t done it for a while, isn’t it?