Ah, another month drifts by.

But this time I'm not about to get maudlin, despairing at the passing of time and the certainty of ageing. In fact the months can't pass quickly enough - bring on the light nights and warmer weather!

After months of arriving and leaving the office in the dark, wearing the waterproof bright orange jacket and making sure batteries are fully functional there is, if you'll pardon the pun, light at the end of the tunnel. For a few weeks now the morning commute has been conducted in daylight, and slowly but surely the evening ride home has been catching up.

It's at this point I really start to enjoy riding every day - you maintained the effort through all of the weather which confirmed to your colleagues that you were last in the queue for the handing out of common sense, but that hard work pays dividends. Riding in the spring and summer suddenly becomes a breeze. Dry roads 'neath your wheels, an absence of -10 headwinds, and a shedding of layers and the joy of cycling returns.

In a few months, as you chat with your colleagues who have sat in baking heat in their cars for an interminable time, moving at 3 miles an hour, cursing their lack of air conditioning, at this point the pendulum of common sense swings back to the bicycle.

And I can't wait...

.anth