On cold winter days, when the wind is blowing, and the snow is knee height I go to a little place called the basement. In the basement I climb on my bike enclosed in my wind trainer, and pedal- no where.
I was wrong.. there is something worse then a treadmill. Even when I am basking in the Big Love goodness it is Hell.
I thought getting a bike computer and bike shoes with pedals would help me love it. Wrong Wrong. The ride then just becomes more demanding as I am pushing and pulling with every stroke and it is oh so depressing seeing how slowly I am going and the kilometres are not not flying by but crawling.
And have I mentioned the pain originating from my gluteal region?
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