While I was getting ready for work this morning, the BBC was going on about Bradley Higgins winning the Tour de France and about how Olympians are convinced that us non-Olympians are affected by their sporty antics. They even said we will continue to be inspired by the Olympics and will be more sporty as a result of it all once the whole thing is finished. 'Bah!' I thought. 'Humbug!' I thought. 'Don't tell me how sporty I am going to be when I want to crawl back into bed and am being forced out onto the tube for a Monday morning in grotty, rainy London.

But when I got out of the house and was about to cycle to the nearest tube, the sun was shining, and by the time I got to the tube I didn't want to get off my bike! I carried on cycling. I went past another tube and another! The breeze was glorious! I sped past cars stagnant in the traffic and pedestrians waiting for buses that hadn't come - and I felt smug and slightly sweaty - and, yes, I felt sporty!

Maybe I wasn't inspired by Bradley Higgins on the Champs-Élysées; maybe I'm not affected by the Olympian muscle bursting out of adverts and screens at me everywhere I go. Who knows? The fact was, I cycled further than I meant to and I loved it. And I'm going to try to cycle further each day. That sport stuff - not bad really, is it?

Do you think the Olympics will somehow inspire you to sweat a bit or take up a new sport - or are you in grouch-mode over the whole thing?

Bye for now
Non-grouchy Carol

PS If you want some inspiration to help get you on a bike here are 10 reasons to get cycling.