rode2work

Rode to work this morning. Managed Central London rush hour chaos for the first time on a push bike with the greatest of ease, notwithstanding funny clip–in shoes that I must say had me slightly worried (I confess that I went out for a practice in getting in and out of the clips in lighter traffic last night, and that I did fall over embarassingly with both feet still in the pedals once, fortunately right at the very start while waiting for the underground garage doors to open).

On the downside, I got soaked by the rain, and the bike’s seat fell off. Now at my desk steaming gently in a wrinkly shirt. Presumably this is the future that Al Gore has in store for us all…