Let the pain begin..
My first day cycling to work. I cycled to my girlfriends in Kenilworth last night and then from there to work, and then from work back home to Leamington - the total round trip was 18 miles.
It's fair to say i'm pretty shattered though not quite as much as I thought I would be. The ride back from Warwick Uni was 40 minutes which actually surprised me for a few reasons - firstly, it took a LOT less time than the time I came in on my mountain bike (shaved about 10 minutes off!) and secondly that time is actually comparable to the time it takes me to drive home on a heavy traffic day. Bearing in mind that I stopped a few times for a breather because of my poor fitness, I figure that I could possibly get that time down to 30 minutes - which is confusingly not that dissimilar to how long it takes in a car. How weird.
My only observation on my first day is just how frustrating it is sharing roads with motorists. I've always been quite careful to give way to cyclists and give them room, but even in this nice weather and reduced traffic (thanks to it not being term time) I found myself waiting actual minutes to get back on the road this morning after stopping to take a break because the stream of traffic was so constant. That and people pull in front of you at junctions and leave you no room to slip through - something I *always* make a concious effort to do for bikers.
Anyway - i'm going to be giving my legs (and backside) a rest tomorrow but will attempt to come in some days next week weather permitting!
I had to laugh at myself on the way back through Stoneleigh this evening. There was a cycling event on and lots of incredibly healthy guys gliding down the road without breaking a sweat on expensive bikes.. heaven knows what they made of me gasping and sweating my way past in the opposite direction - though I did get a friendly nod off one of them! :)