Slow Day

I could only manage a 1hr 30min ride today (I forgot to start my Garmin if you’re looking at the Strava screengrabs), a combo of dying on my feet and to allow for the morning swimming lessons for the kids.

My legs felt like they did at the end of yesterdays ride, my companion Charlie (George’s dad) had to slow down a bit to allow me to keep up I think. I’m managing to work with my cyclist buddies in the same way an anchor works with a ship — I may run out of mates if my ability stays here. More hours in though I suppose… genuinely feeling pretty positive about my improvement so far, though slowly dawning that I have zero sense of direction.

When I got home my legs felt like jelly. Stairs are not my friend, I want to live in a bungalow.



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