Gettin' My Move On!

Ahhhhhhh... spring! It's a-comin', sweet-cheeks!

I think we're on the verge of one of the driest Februaries I can remember in my lifetime. Lots of sun of late, which has been much-loved for me, considering my scooter has been near death of late -- so bad I've been having to push it up the big hills on my way home from work. Oh, humiliation, why doth thou find me so readily?

Not no more, baby! My pride is back. This cutie-pie kid from one of the city's scooter clubs has proven to be my white knight, and this weeked only took $80 from me for parts and labour to spend a whole day tearing my bike apart and doing small but critical changes throughout (piston rings, bigger coil, etc).

The thing rides like I bought it last week, man! I took a long, cold early-morning ride yesterday with the biggest grin ever as I shivered and giggled my way around the whole city. Oh, sweet, sweet victory. I fly like butter uphills now, baby, and take off like a spark at the intersections.

My ride greatly affects my life. When it's riding like butter, I'll go anywhere, anytime. I love it. But this past year has been completely pointless, maintenance-wise, because the problems were things like piston rings, and the work The Kid has done is akin to a mini-build. He assures me I have a few years on this ride, and that he can rebuild the engine with parts included for pennies. Whee!

Add to that my first-ride-of-season bike ride yesterday, and this weekend's all about the return of freedom to my life. I took my bike on my standard first ride -- just about five clicks with a few little hills -- and I was laughing at how easy it all was.

These little hills that usually have me winded at this time of year were jokes. I breezed up them. Turns out the recent trend of heading down to my local highrise to walk the 20 floors (20 storeys of 2 flights of 12 steps each flight) to the top must be the hard work I think it is, even if it only takes 20 minutes out of my day. Wow. My cardio's much better than I'd imagined it could be...

...And in a week and a half, it's daylight savings time-changing again, so I can start cycling to and from work once or twice a week. This weekend I'll do a test ride. Riding from home to work is 25 klicks return, with 6 being uphill each way. Must be prepared!

Tee hee! I love this time of year, and these Steff le Powerhouse Leggy Chick developments mean I'm over the moon. :)

I'll have to start weighing myself sometime in the not-too-distand future, but it's not the priority right now. Feeling good, that's a priority. Having energy, that's a priority. Worrying about numbers, not so much.

Hey, it's Monday! Have a great one, minions!