Back on the Bike

For a variety of reasons decent riding hadn’t been possible yesterday, but today it was back on the bike.

Apart from the theft and vandalism, Kangaeroo also had an appointment.

And worry about impending punishment from work had kept him awake nearly all the previous night, mustering a depressive low that thwarted crawling out of bed and plunging in the cold and dark to ride. Should have done it anyway, so the later regret also had a compounding effect on the low.

Kinda living in fear, anger and resentment at the moment.

Thank God for cycling! Getting on the bike provides a lift.

There’s a lot for Kangaeroo to be thankful for.

Lovely wife and children, delightful little feathered friend to spend most days with, fantastic home and garden, good health (or, at least better than it deserves to be).

So, it was with some sort of joy to get on the deadly treadly and head off up the river this morning.

As is typical of a Tokyoi winter, it was a bright, clear and crisp morning.

Bloody cold, but not unpleasant, particularly once the ride had warmed me up.

Need to be careful because of the frost and sometimes ice.

But the reward was the glimpse of a beautiful sunrise to kick off the day.