Wednesday, September 11, 2013

One Thousand, Six Hundred and Nine Hours


After nearly ten weeks I have the "all clear" signal to ride from the Doctor. I'm 90% healed and I made it out today on a very weak ankle. Hence paved paths with nothing remotely sketchy being tackled today. The foot, not the ankle was the concern on the climbs as it proved to be quite painful. I like to blame the air cast.

The feeling after the ride was the equivalent of having one hundred and five simultaneous orgasms. Terribly sorry to be so crass but I have no other words to describe how good my bike made me feel today. I honestly have no words to describe today's ride. Fuck me. I love bikes...