This morning we did a 13 km rehabilitation ride. Since we acquired a dog back in June our cycling hours have been vastly reduced and my fitness levels have suffered. In August I injured my knee so today was a test to see how I would cope being back in the saddle.
We left Rick at home, he was not happy and gave us a pathetic "don't leave me behind" look.
Freewheeling down the hill in the crisp, chill air of early morning, squinting because the sun was so low, was a joy. The lanes are littered with fallen chestnuts so it was quite difficult trying to avoid the prickly little balls. My knee did quite well but ached and creaked a bit on the climbs.
|This farm dog gave us a noisy greeting as we cycled by|