He has always been a keen cyclist which has never been an issue. Until he discovered endofuckingmondo which is a worldwide cycling competition jobby, done via satnav or summat. Which he then tracks on the laptop, think he's number 14
For the past few weeks dp has been cycling 50 miles per day on days he works, 100 miles on his days off.
Today he was off work, he gave ds his breakfast then went out around 9am, came back at 1pm, swept up when I asked him then fucked off again till 8pm to give ds his bedtime story, he's just gone out again. Hardly saw him over easter and i've basically been a single parent to two kids with autism for the past few months.
Anyways, after gently simmering the past few weeks I am starting to get snippy, he announced earlier he's lost 2 stone in a month, to which I replied 'no fucking shit sherlock, if I dumped all childcare on you for a month or so and constantly pedalled I bet i'd lose a ton n all [cangry] to which he started bleating about taking ds out Sunday afternoon, I could have gone out then (I sat on my arse and observed the silence I confess)
To top it all he's worn the crank out on his and is using my rather expensive and shiny bike which he bought me for christmas, until he gets his fixed [canry]
So will I be unreasonable to either lock my bike up with a series of complex chains ? OR, hide it round my sisters and let him think it's been stolen ?
I also feel sad and lonely, i'm sick of doing things on my own and have been comfort eating buttery mash and easter eggs
He isn't even coming food shopping with me tomorrow 