2 hours on the bike

OK, it wasn't 2 hours of high speed training, it was 2 hours of chaperoning a load of Girl Guides.  But they're quick those young-uns.

I'll admit, my backside was numb, my waterbottle drained and my legs jelly.  But it was the first proper outing on the bike in a year, and it was 3 miles to the start and then another 3 miles home at the end and I did it.

The bike though, oh the bike.  Heavy, not quite big enough and the flaming gears, slipping all the time.  Drove me nuts.  Each time they slipped, legs jarred.  Got to get something done about it, unless of course if anyone is reading this wants to lend (or sell) me a decent road bike for the duration?  No? Thought not, because someone would have to be reading it first, wouldn't they/you?!

So next job, get bike fixed, buy helmet and get back on it tomorrow!  All in all, think last night raised more hopes than it dashed, so all is not lost.  Don't forget to donate!  Thank you John, for your generous donation, now come on the rest of you, make it impossible for me to pull out by giving so much, I'll have to do it on crutches if it comes to it!