How quickly they grow up. A driver didn't see me as she turned out of a street, apologised, no harm done because I'd already slowed down, had my dozy bint radar on. And there were two cyclists coming out of the junction before her and she was concentrating on them, so at least she was thinking about cyclists. (Just not me.)
I also bought some proper cycling shorts because I'm sick of my skirt flying up in the wind and everyone seeing my knickers. I'm intrigued by the pocket on the bum. Don't think I'll be using it, I would look a bit funny in the shop lifting my skirt up to fish change out of my bum pocket. But it's nice to know it's there.
(Note: I have no plans to buy any more lycra, or to wear my shorts without a skirt on top. I'll leave that to you lycra warriors.)
Now all I need to do is learn how to fix a p*nct*re, and I'll be well on my way to being a Real Cyclist(TM)!
I also bought some proper cycling shorts because I'm sick of my skirt flying up in the wind and everyone seeing my knickers. I'm intrigued by the pocket on the bum. Don't think I'll be using it, I would look a bit funny in the shop lifting my skirt up to fish change out of my bum pocket. But it's nice to know it's there.
(Note: I have no plans to buy any more lycra, or to wear my shorts without a skirt on top. I'll leave that to you lycra warriors.)
Now all I need to do is learn how to fix a p*nct*re, and I'll be well on my way to being a Real Cyclist(TM)!