From the comfortable distance of February, Surly Dave said:

I long for the dark nights of winters when the bitter wind blows, there's not a soul around, and my world is narrowed to the beam of my headlamp. There must be something in my soul which enjoys a certain level of suffering. Remind me I said this when August comes.

OK, consider yourself reminded Dave…

What are your thoughts now? The Tasmanian climate must really suit your soul.

(Of course, I'm really in no position to talk, having spent most of winter as a pedestrian…)

Comments

Surly Dave

Yes, it hasn't been a glorious winter for me. The shame! Part of the problem has been the cold and the dark, but the biggest problem is that I just haven't started and i'm out of the routine. I really miss my riding.

I have to find a new route - Hobart has no useful cyclepaths I can use and most of the roads are way busier. Yes, I have no end of excuses, but I will start on Monday. I promise. I semi-promise.

Treadly and Me

Yep, a change of routine can really throw you—and then how do you start again? I've certainly been there before (and no doubt, will be again).

Still, I notice that Dave has signed up for ATB, so he'll have to get back on the bike soon…