These bike blog updates are getting really few and far between, cos my riding isn't happening all that frequently of late.
When last I posted I was just getting to grips with the new steed, the S150 from Whyte. After a few more rides I decided the short 40mm stem was just too short for my ideal riding position. Although the S150 is designed with a more upright stance in mind when compared to Jonny, my old T130, I had to move the bars just a little bit forward.
So I got myself and shiny new 60mm stem ... and fitted it in December last year.
Then, as luck would have it, I never touched the bike until today because I decided to move house (AGAIN!) so that I could be nearer university and cut down on traveling. This consumed most of January. So February was "re org and recovery". "Great" thinks I "March and the light nights are coming so I'll ride to uni on Mojo (my cyclocross hybrid) and get out along the beaches" ....but then what do we get? The shroud of the dark side.... COVID-19...
Uni shuts down... movements restricted.... advised to limit going out...
So here's me, fatter, now turned 45, and following the rules about social isolation... As we all should at times like these no matter how out doors-y we would rather be.
However .. long time readers may know of my history with depression, and how cycling has been huge part of my efforts in retaining or recovering sanity. Living for the better part of a decade with the twin issues of gender dysphoria, socio- economic isolation and the resultant depression has given me some specific tools and ideas in order to deal with hours alone. Necessity is, after all, the mother of invention.
That said ... I've never felt LESS alone since we all got so socially distant! Skype and FaceTime, Facebook messenger. Everyone is now making efforts to stay in touch with those important to them. friends (and in some cases former ones) cross our minds and we begin to see how thin the veil is between existing and not.
It's an odd thought that when everyone is isolated, no one is. Because isolation is aloneness, and in these circumstances we all know we are not alone. That there are others feeling like we do.
This got me thinking . It reminded me of the early years of my realisations and eventual coming out as being trans, the way the internet and its ability to connect us with others can be transformative. Of course, me being a philosophical sociologist in training that could be a whole other blog in itself, but I mention it here not cos of the trans link. But because in building social networks we all build our sense of self and in so doing become able to place ourselves within a context.
It brings up the idea of finding your "people" and how situations can assist or otherwise in how we relate to people and they to us.
I've seen more compassion and kindness during isolation than in the months preceding it. Why? because the reason for isolation has brought into sharp focus the realisation that we are all connected to each other, each in our own way, and we all have one common goal. To know ourselves and to live as such.
Sure, we may do it differently, but the 8pm national applause for the NHS was an example of co-ordinated direct action to demonstrate shared appreciation. Ok we can get cynical about its effect, and point out that it wouldn't have been necessary had people exercised a little more wisdom and forethought. but to do so is to miss the point that it happened.
What we collectively do with this new found remembrance of our connectedness only time will tell but for now it is quite a hopeful thought.
So, in the spirit of connectedness if you (like moi) live on your own, here are my top tips for isolation station activity and thinking to keep you going:
1) We suffer more in imagination than in reality. (Seneca the younger) a stoic thought that I revisit often. Deal with how things are, not fears of how they may become. For they haven't done so yet.
2) Set micro task deadlines. Small achievements through the day. These can be anything you wish. From house work to chores to uni or that Annoying bookshelf you've been meaning for fix for 6 months but never had time. The sense of accomplishment and completion is important.
3) Look at what you have, and what this situation has given you. Yes there is fear and uncertainty... But many have more time, or space in which to think. Or a chance to talk with the kids or relatives. Anything, then use it. Plan. Look for the positives in your circumstance and leverage them. This might sound glib. But life will feel Ike what you fill it with. So avoid binge watching negativity Inthe news. Limit that exposure.
4) Look up. The world is bigger than us. Feed the birds in your garden. Feed the stray cats. Do something that reminds you the world is bigger than human problems.
5) "A situation is never as good or as bad a first reported" a quote from Chay Blyth, one half of a two man team who, along with John ridgeway, rowed the Atlantic. When asked by a reporter how they had done it, how they had beaten the ocean, he said, "We didn't beat her, she let us go"
So I guess that all comes down to:
6) Control what you can. Plan for what you cannot.
Being behind bars to escape the cage.
I've been keeping fit and relatively active by lifting weights in the house and using my 15 meter yard to do short shuttle runs (any military types... you'll remember the days of the bleep tests) But I'd always planned to get out on the bike, so this morning, after a bit of advice on where to go from a friend, I decided to finally test ride the new stem with a short solo spin along the coastal promenade local to me.
It's annoying that all the months of inactivity have made my riding gear shrink by two sizes so it no longer fits. Hopefully if I do enough exercise the elves that live in the wardrobe drawer will alter it back to the right size for me soon. But I found a pair of cut off jeans that would suffice and off I went. I live just over a mile from the coast ... so this was a short tarmac spin and a bit of an explore.
I love the coast but oh boy is it windy! ... as the slide show suggests! The new 60mm stem works, but is still shorter than I'd like, however I'm also fatter than I'd like, so I'm leaving it be until I've got back to a fighting weight that doesn't include a belly with its own post code, because obviously thats affecting my riding position.
Theres some nice steep little (and I mean little) climbs and to be honest although my breathing and fitness is crap, I was pleasantly surprised that my legs didn't cave in. So now I have a short little route I can do with lots of detours off round chutes and transitions, grassy slopes and stuff. Kielder or Dalton forest it aint, but sometimes you just wanna ride to the end of the world and look out over the edge.
I did. and even though it wasn't technical or challenging, it was kinda nice. Stay safe people.
Sarah@stubbornlyoptimistic.me.