Who knows where the gym is?

So I bought a bike a few weeks ago, with the intentions of doing a lovely charity cycle in May. I was doing well in terms of training etc but between being away for work and feeling a bit sicky I've been a bit shocking the last 2 weeks or so.

So I've decided today's the day I'm going to cycle down to the gym and do a bit of exercise and hopefully manage to cycle home (I've a feeling I'll end up face down on the pavement, but at least I'll be toned and embarassed).

Here's the bike, I love her very much. She's currently sitting outside my room throwing me dirty looks: