stuff has got in the way of cycling lately. i've only done one day this week, and i have to say i'm missing it as one of the few joys in my average day. i'm pretty bored of snow and ice now, and i just want pleasant spring air so i can cycle everywhere.
it all hit home when i handed over £30 for a weeks worth of travel on the ever-more-sickening london underground, this morning. fuck, i hate the underground. it seems strange that the main transport network in our capital city is filled with two predominant features:
1: thousands of people intent on getting in my way.
2: control systems intent on preventing trains moving anywhere.
and we pay hundreds of pounds a year to use it. we're idiots.
maybe i'm just sick and tired of london.