I've gotten out for a few bicycle rides lately and it's been good.
My husband and I used to go riding most evenings a few years ago. We'd been gone about two hours or so, and usually went about 12 miles.
But he got a different job that gave him odd hours and put him on call.
I got sick.
I did a bit here and there, but not far and not hard.
This summer I feel so good I'm out several times a week and am building myself back up to a point where I really feel I've done something.
It's not much yet.
I plotted out a 3.5 km route (two miles plus 307.6 yds) and follow it most days. I've been known to shorten it slightly on occasion.
Yesterday I added a bit plus did some of it in 12th gear. It's a 21 speed, so that's pretty good. Despite it being longer by about a block I did it nine minutes faster than I did the regular 3.5 km last week.
Bike riding is fun. It's like flying, or rather, how I imagine flying might be.
I'm grateful to own a bike, grateful I feel well enough and confident enough in that health to go out on my own and to give myself a reasonable workout, and grateful that I can see improvement.
As Freddie Mercury said
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