Feeling much recovered, I decided today was the day to get back on the bike. Being a weekday the first ride was a humble 5 mile ride to work. On most days I find this ride quite boring, its more or less the same route that I've ridden regularly for the last 3 years, mostly flat with one short hill. Today however was quite different. Having spent so much time off the bike and predominantly indoors, I had been looking forward to this ride all weekend. I could barely sleep due to the excited anticipation. Its times like these when I wonder if I'm blurring the lines between passion and delusion. Is a 20 min bike ride on busy roads with endless potholes really worth loosing sleep over ? I certainly seem to think so.
The ride itself was harder than I was expecting, probably due to the heavy winds. Hoping to go for a longer ride at the weekend, the numbers from which will tell me how much fitness I've actually lost, and how much ground I need to make up.