Accidental workouts

Hello people, so sometimes workout can be going for a run, going to see Jim/ or gym, a bike ride, power walk. It is all good and it all adds up. Now sometimes the serendipity effect kicks in to workouts as well. But you don't want any surprises as we are talking about pain here. So this unplanned workouts can come from all over the place. So this is my story of one of them.

Yesterday, like a bird, absorbing the fresh air from the Regents Park went over to happy go lucky Camden. Why, one of my dear friends had a becoming a Brit celebration so Aus to Brit. So had a nice eve, exchanging stories, talking about the good old times, so the time went by and without knowing it was 2:30 am. Back of my mind i knew had to ride back to West London on this cold rainy night. So finally it was time to go back.

Now this is the best part. Got to the freedom machine(bike). The back wheel is flat as nothing. Gone. Straight away knew i was in for a treat. Thought about repairing the puncture, but the emergency puncture repair sticker that i carry in my wallet wasn't there. I see that all the time sneaking somewhere, but to my luck it wasn't there today. Where are you when you needed the most. Same with the bike, had it for nearly five months, no trouble, worked like a charm, not even a flat tyre. But now its is all going according to not planed.

Check the tyre, an earring has pierced the tier. So decided to try the luck by riding on a flat tyre. Been on dirt roads, up mountains, snow, down the rivers, for kicks but never gone out on a mission with a flat tyre. So no lights, now have to find the way back as well from Camden to Notting Hill. With all the love and due respect in the World you have to like the colorful characters in Camden. It is full of life and you get the folks from all walks of life, the pub goers, the party people, dancing queens, the punks, the cool kids, the babes, the hunks, the weirdoes, the hippies, the vampires, the drunks, the observers, the perverts, the lovers, the haters and the normal if there are any. From where ever they may hail, all are trying to have a good time till the wee hours of the morning. The beauty in life. And me now doing the people surfing on a dysfunctional bike.

So when there it is flat tyre, it is proper hardcore riding. All the way, stand up riding. No sitting as it would break the tyre in half and way too wobbly. It makes it really difficult to balance as the back wheel goes all over the joint(posh english). One mistake or if the tyre flips, then i know i would be stopper for a car or a bus. There is a bus leaving in five minuts, please be under it situation!. Danger alarm bells ringing big time. On top of this, with all these one way streets in the Camden, go lost big time. Somehow ended up on bottom of the high gate hill. No way going up there, so had to tun back to find the proper way through green park. Anyhow, there was a sign towards Central London, so that is where I am going.

This is the part I feel bad about the whole experience, by me doing all this stupid things, I put other vehicles in danger. So I decided to ride on the pavement. So somehow got to Marylebone Road, and from there all the way to west is the best London. So jump on the road, if there are people on the road pavement, zig zagging, the pain in the legs are proper. Thanks the legs doing all the hard work you get warmed up, otherwise it would have been a proper cold experience as well.

So one turn, two,turn, sooo not interested in doing the journey, but have to get back. no worries, i know cant help but have to get back. Have to get back on the road, hope this traffic would stop on the road. It is 3 am in the morning and London is still live and kicking. Wish i could have a nice coffee. I wish i could fly on the this bike like the magic carpet. Go somewhere truly nice. Somewhere i always dreamed of. Dont know how long it is going to take. Legs are aching. Shouldn't give the knees any strain, as this week is the week off from running. This is not going to workout. What if the tyre come off. It is going to be no riding at all then. Cant walk now, its too far.

Seeing Edgware road was a welcoming sign, keep going, no turning back. Westborne park road greeted with quietness for a change. Seeing the beautiful Portobello road is always nice. Now it is downhill from here. This is the best part of this area. Going out is up the Notting Hill, Coming back, it is down the hill. So this is nice after a long run as well, you know the home stretch is down hill.

Dont know why she gave this smile, may be she pity the fool, may be taking the Micky. She looked genuine, she had nice eyes. I couldn't even smile back, it was a glance, just passed by, a smile for me was ten thousand miles away. But that was in Camden, i am here, but that face keep flashing, i hope i'll see that face again......thoughts flow like a river........ i am tired..... keep riding........ not to far to go..........

That is my night rider story. I have to write these experiences to comeback and read in some other year if yes.

So there you go. The accidental workout. Proper workout times two unplanned. This is like doing a jungle course at 3 am. But as they, it all ads up. Days like these were plentiful during the years of globe trotting. But now add it as a workout without a choice.