“30 mins very easy run on trail or cycle.”
It started innocently enough. I decided to give my calf another day’s rest from running and take advantage of the “or cycle” option. And then I remembered how uncomfortable my concrete-filled saddle had been yesterday, so I thought I’d cycle into Wimbledon, buy a new saddle and then take a meandering route home.
A meandering route that reminded me quite how much I hate travelling by bike in London and makes me question how it is possible for politicians and road designers to be so oblivious to the health, economic and social benefits of decent cycling infrastructure that they can design such bloody unusable roads. Roads with pinch point after pinch point after pinch point, cycle lanes that give way to something every 100 yards, Cyclist Dismount signs on signposted cycle routes, pavements which cut across cycle lanes throwing anyone on a bike into the path of a million cars, thoroughfares which would be wide enough for two generous pavements and four lanes of motor traffic but which somehow aren’t wide enough for segregated cycle lanes.
Roads which make me want to take every sensible thing that @aseasyasriding and @markrideslondon say, condense it into a serum, and then forcibly inject it into anyone with any say about London’s roads.
Roads which make me want to scream.