So today I was able to make it from our cabin to the Edale Cemetery, which is further than I ever dared dream I would be able to walk during my time here. I turned around in plain
sight of the church and between seeing the steeple in the not to far off distance and the tombstones misplaced by a combination of time, gravity, and rot, I’m starting to feel as if I’m going on actual rambles rather than putting in hours of therapeutic exercise for the sake of getting my heart rate up!
The former is so much more romantic than the latter!
On Sunday Tommy, Kate, and I went to meet Matt Bowns who owns 18Bikes. Matt is a custom bike builder who comes very highly recommended by just about everyone in the area. He and I have been emailing for several weeks and despite have a number of hesitations, he has agreed to give building a running frame a whirl as finding a reliable seller in the UK seems impossible.
His shop of was full of, well, bikes of course which I know nothing about and never had much use for until now. I always look at a cyclist on the street and think, how do they ever stay upright? It’s like wicca or something. But the level of questions Matt asked and how much detail of thought he had already put into building the running frame made all three of us agree, Matt is without a doubt the guy we want building this machine.
I’m a lot less impatient about building the frame than I was several months ago when I first discovered racerunning. As I’m getting out and walking everyday, falling less, and me knee pain is pretty much non-existent I know that I’m on track to regaining my levels of mobility if not making them the best they’ve ever been.