Skipper
Well-Known Member
- Location
- Hemel Hempstead
Anyone else get this grief? I'm a grown man. Admitted I've had my share of tumbles and broken bones over the cycling years. But I have a small guilt trip each time I go out, cos' the missus worries when I'm out cycling. It's kinda sweet, an' all that, an' I know she loves me which is why she cares. But every now and then she brings up the conversation ... "I worry about you" or "you were gone a long time" or "I was expecting you back sooner". She loves that I have a real passion for the sport, and wouldn't ever stop me. But does any one else have the same issue, and how do you beat it?

) and took the dog for a walk before noticing that his arms were a bit swollen. Six weeks in pot sorted it out though. He had to have one pot that came off temporarily so he could wipe his bum!!!!!!
and came round having rolled down a grassy embankment in what appears to have been a perfect detatchment from bike... slightly bruised hip and some confused motorists (not a single one stopped to help me though)... had to walk to nearest phone box since no mobile signal where I lived or worked and nothing in between either... reverse charges home gave him a clue something was not right... otherwise I find the fact that I have actually got home, not covered in bruises (mud not counted) and am still alive works really well as reassurance...