OH NO …. WHAT HAVE I GONE AND DONE NOW?
Oh my goodness. Now I understand why the Victorians kept vials of sal volatile close to hand.
This morning I found the long awaited email from Graham announcing:
Dear Lady Liberty,
I’m pleased to announce that our bike ride registrations are now open! These rides are big challenges.
Many thanks for all your support and I look forward to seeing you on one of our bike rides.
He included this picture below of riders looking happy. I think he must have realised that I need might reassurance. That was pretty thoughtful of him, don’t you think?
Please press ‘click’ Now!
I was so happy to hear from Graham and to see all the smiling faces of the riders in the photograph I became carried away and blithely followed Graham’s instructions to sign up. In a jiffy, I had pressed the ‘click’ button to register. Then I noticed Graham’s phrase about ‘big challenges’ and thought again. It was too late! There was no button to ‘unclick’ my registration. Can you believe it?
The very next thing I knew, even before I could faint away with horror at what I’d done, Graham was emailing me again to say:
Congratulations! You are now registered for the Pedal to Paris.
You will shortly be receiving a Bike Ride starter pack that will help you get training for the ride but if you have any questions please get in contact.
Je suis well and truly dans la soupe maintenant.
Oh dear. It is one thing to imagine doing something and to make jolly sounding New Year Resolutions, but it is quite another to lock oneself into actually doing it. The agent is unmoved by my wobbles and asks why on earth I pressed the ‘click’ button if I don’t want to do the ride. I don’t know why he has to be so logical at times like these. I am in a crisis!
I’d better ‘get on my Poppy bike’, hadn’t I?