It looked a very sporty piece of kit

and useful, when I bought my hybrid bike

to get me where I’m going and keep me fit,

 

but that was years ago and now it sits

beside the bins as if it’s gone on strike

from serving as a sporty piece of kit.

 

I often would, but find obliged to quit.

Big tools or bulky shopping, or suchlike,

prevent me getting there while keeping fit.

 

There’s country lanes would bring me joy to flit, 

to glide through air as smoothly as a pike 

through water on this sporty piece of kit

 

but sorting lights and gloves and helmet, it’s 

less fuss to take the bus, or simply hike

to where I want to go while keeping fit.

 

Perhaps when I retire I shall admit 

I’ve run out of excuses, and I’ll psych

myself to use this sporty piece of kit

to get me where I’m going and keep me fit?