I have a fully functioning bicycle now. It has both it's wheels on, I have a lock, and I even have a helmet for it. Getting a helmet was a bit of an annoyance because I have a massive head, owing mostly to my gigantic brain. But I have one nonetheless and can now ride around on my bike. So far I've actually only ridden it once though for reasons I'm about to go into as this paragraph ends and I start the next one.
My brother got the bike on Wednesday, it was delivered to me on Thursday, and the back wheel was put on it on Friday. I tell my dad I'm going to out on a short ride and he informs me that it's not exactly safe. He informed me that he did the best job he could do but that his tools were far from the best. Or even right. The back brake was a little dodgy and essentially he was worried that the back wheel could fall off any second. I wanted to ride the bike to the train station down the road but he told me to stay on the back yard and side street, in case something happened. So I do what he says and I go on the bike on the back.
Lemme tell ya, it really did a number on me. I haven't been to the gym in over a month but it was very evident when I first went in there that I had monstrous levels of stamina. I wasn't much of a runner but I stayed on a rowing machine for 40 minutes straight, sailing (virtually) 7km. I damn near crippled myself but I did it. I could go on the treadmill for a full 25 minutes on a program that increased the intensity. I could even stay on the cross trainer and that was brutal. But just five minutes on that bike and I was really tired and worn out. I do appear to have really let myself go. As well as not going to the gym I've not really been eating very well too. Although I do also recognise that part of the reason my heart was beating so quickly was fear. I really was expecting the back wheel to fall off at any second. Hopefully as I go on it more and become more used to it, what happened at the gym will happen at home. I'll get more comfortable and it won't take such a toll on my mental or physical wellbeing and I can pick myself back up, lose some weight, and feel pretty awesome about myself.
I'm also incredibly self conscious still though which is actually something else that's been preventing me from going to the gym and I know will prevent me from going out on my bike. I hate being around people and in crowded areas still and I'm going to feel as self conscious riding a bike and wearing a helmet as I did walking around town with a giant bag strapped to my back and in a sleeveless hoody. Most people probably exercise more during the summer but not me. Now that the weather is getting colder, there's less people on the streets, and kids are finally going back to school, I actually expect my overall levels of physical activity to increase.