Of Rain, Parties and Cycling

Last night I was tempted by the idea of going for a bike ride this morning but chose not to because I wanted to save my energy to ride with a group tomorrow. Now, as I watch some induhviduals (intentional spelling) prepare things for an all night party I’m thinking “oh duck, I made the wrong decision”. If I had gone for the group ride today, I could have fled the noise pollution that will take place this evening, and this evening.

As I write this post I see that the induhviduals have put a second awning up so the likelihood of a huge amount of noise pollution has just increased by a lot.

I love that the neighbour that lived on his balcony left, for at least two years. I was able to move back into the bedroom that is cooler in summer, and I was able to resume going to bed at the time I choose, rather than the one at which alcoholics choose to go to bed.

For reference, anyone that automatically turns to alcohol when having a party is an alcoholic, whether they are classed as such by a psychoanalyst or other mental health professional.

Heavy Consistent Rain and Wet Roads

Although I could have chosen to go for a group ride this morning it was raining consistently for hours. At moments it was heavy, and at others it was a misting spray of water. If I had ridden this morning it would have been cold, and wet. It would also have meant that I would be tired for tomorrow’s ride.

Strenuous Bike Rides

Usually I would ride two or three days in a row. It’s because of the climbing today, and tomorrow that I prefer to save my energy. The climb, today, would have been 1100m and tomorrow 1400m. That’s 2500m of climbing in a single weekend.

If I had cycled this morning I would be doing a similar route two days in a row.

And Finally

When riding from Morges to Geneva a few weeks ago someone said that cyclists seem to be introverts. That’s why I love the idea of going on group rides but hate the idea of dealing with the noise from a party. When you’re cycling you might not talk to the person you’re beside, or you might.

At a party, if you’re the life and soul of the party, then it’s fun. If you’re the invisible introvert that gains as much by not being around, as being around, you have no rational reason to go to parties, bars, and more.

Every time I see a group ride I envy them, and I’d like to join. Every time I see people sitting on a balcony, or in a garden having a party, I feel the opposite desire. I desire quiet solitude.

If the neighbours are noisy tonight I will be reminded of my isolation, and if they prevent me from sleeping, then, tomorrow, when I go for the group ride, I will not enjoy it as much.

And Finally, I am really curious to see whether the group went for their ride this morning, or if it was cancelled.