A couple of years ago, my dad died, it felt like my world had collapsed. Didnt sleep much, affected work and my health. Loved riding the bike up at Llandegla, Marin trail etc. Going to gigs, and life didnt seem to mean anything to me anymore. Seen the doctor and told her I didnt want tablets, signed off work for a month. And to be honest it didnt seem to make much difference.
I am now involved with the local cycling community with sustrans, took up jogging round the park with the c25k program, and recently became a skyride leader. So just filling up as much of my time as possible, and to knacker myself out, so I could have a thick deep sleep. I have a taxi driver as a neighbour who crashes around at 3am.
Just thought I’d share this with you. Much happier now, Manchester to Liverpool this weekend, Liverpool to Chester soon, and a couple of mountain bike hols in Bulgaria and france.