Back on the bike today and it’s surprisingly cold, unsurprisingly windy and as expected hard work for my tired legs. The last thing I needed was to have to power up Derby Road just to stay ahead of a chap I often see but you do, don’t you.
The same chap sails past me on the flat on the way home, that’s his terrain, not mine. I get the cursory wave as he flies past. Not a one finger wave I hasten to add.
Tonight, my once a month Tuesday dog class. MD is inexplicably brilliant.
(Tuesday 25th March)