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?