BrumJim
Forum Stalwart (won't take the hint and leave...)
- Location
- Selly Oak, Birmingham
It's Monday, so I leave the house earlier than usual, pump up my tyres, and put some oil on the chain.
I leave the house, and think:
"I love cycling on Mondays. Your chain is greased, tyres pumped up, and you've had the weekend resting, so legs are feeling particularly strong and lively. I'm full of beans, and really flying."
Then half a mile down the road, the penny drops:
"I hate Mondays. Because its Monday, you haven't yet woken up properly, as yesterday you were still asleep at this time. Because its Monday, you haven't got into the morning routine yet, and because you have just pumped up the tyres, and greased the chain, the routine is different from the usual one anyway. And as a result, you have left your rucksack with your work clothes and nibbles in the garage, and got 1/2 mile down the road without realising it!"

I leave the house, and think:
"I love cycling on Mondays. Your chain is greased, tyres pumped up, and you've had the weekend resting, so legs are feeling particularly strong and lively. I'm full of beans, and really flying."
Then half a mile down the road, the penny drops:
"I hate Mondays. Because its Monday, you haven't yet woken up properly, as yesterday you were still asleep at this time. Because its Monday, you haven't got into the morning routine yet, and because you have just pumped up the tyres, and greased the chain, the routine is different from the usual one anyway. And as a result, you have left your rucksack with your work clothes and nibbles in the garage, and got 1/2 mile down the road without realising it!"
