i have all the bits to do the crank swap but the last bolt on the little ring rounded and now i want to [redacted]
simply have hit the suburban wall,
physically unable to go on,
completely asphyxiated by the atmosphere of this 2 up 2 down hell hole.
endless cul-de-sac's and no cycling signs
off street parking and on street suv's
coffee? well there's starbucks, pret, the bus station and the local Waitrose
bike shop? a man in a van, a downhill bike centre and a handful of men who grunt if you look in their direction
culture? screaming in the garden, circular discussions about family disputes and driving to the local trading estate for a new dunhelm bed set
sure maybe you can ride to the woods, a whole 4x4 miles square afforded to those not born into gentry
maybe a carefully calculated route of light bridal path to avoid the prowling hatchbacks in swooping lanes
maybe you find a quiet spot for a minute or two, in between the hum of the flightpath, motorways and farmers screaming indistinctly
just long enough to [redacted]
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i have all the bits to do the crank swap but the last bolt on the little ring rounded and now i want to [redacted]
simply have hit the suburban wall,
physically unable to go on,
completely asphyxiated by the atmosphere of this 2 up 2 down hell hole.
endless cul-de-sac's and no cycling signs
off street parking and on street suv's
coffee? well there's starbucks, pret, the bus station and the local Waitrose
bike shop? a man in a van, a downhill bike centre and a handful of men who grunt if you look in their direction
culture? screaming in the garden, circular discussions about family disputes and driving to the local trading estate for a new dunhelm bed set
sure maybe you can ride to the woods, a whole 4x4 miles square afforded to those not born into gentry
maybe a carefully calculated route of light bridal path to avoid the prowling hatchbacks in swooping lanes
maybe you find a quiet spot for a minute or two, in between the hum of the flightpath, motorways and farmers screaming indistinctly
just long enough to [redacted]