’twas a Friday afternoon and one of the lads suggested a wee jaunt out to get me to “ride it” again, I said it was unlikely to happen in one shot, but it’s worth the go anyway.
As the aftermath of 25 miles the night previous wasn’t too painful, I suggested a 40-50 mile jaunt as I’m still just a monkey on a motorbike. Naturally, we got up to around 80 miles instead by going to Peebles.
Shoulder ok? Check.
Bike ok? Check.
John mistaken for a policeman because of his massive helmet? yup, that too!
It was a good run, despite initial nerves, but it seems I’m still as slow as I was before, so progress was made. I wonder what’s next…?