So today, for the first time, I cycled the 4 miles to work. You know, trying not to fuck up the planet and everything.
The problem is, my thighs hurt, I was overtaken on a hill by an old man walking with a stick, I arrived at a meeting with panda eyes and my trousers tucked into my (Rudolph) socks, and - worst of all - my hair looks like a 1980s Playmobil pirate.
AIBU to think the planet just isn't worth this?