Just riding is enough for me right now, 1st ride today after 3 weeks of inactivity (ok, there's been the odd commute), missing the spin, missing my friends, missing that feeling of riding a bike...
Anyhow, 2 days holiday, a break in the weather, no hangover, could only mean one thing, a ride, a ride on a bike that I built up on Monday evening, my old geared Tinbred, rebuilding the bike was therapy in itself, its been so long since I've wrenched my own bikes I'd almost forgotten how to do it, even so it went together perfectly.
Set off at 1030am, strong sunlight warming my bones, trails in a kind of porridge state after the snow and frost has melted, makes riding sluggish, but its still riding. Legs soon adjust to the demands being put on them, unlike my lungs, tight and sore, the cold air is hurting, but still I soldier on :-).
An hour and a half later and I'm back home, tired but happy, and once again that sinking feeling that I'm at point zero, it can only get better, I'm sure it will.
More riding planned for tomorrow, might even take a photograph or two along the way.
Who needs racing ?