Look at me, all ready to go for my bike ride. My mum took this pic this morning, the sun was shining, so I enjoyed it a lot. I try to go three times a week, it’s only 20 k, not that impressive. But don’t forget the mountains here. Maybe they are technically called hills, but for me, coming from probably the flattest country in Europe, they are mountains! Once a week I go with Clare, a friend living in the same development. She lives in the neighborhood already for 8 years and knows all the good bike paths / dirt tracks to go. For a long time I was doing the same round every time, now I know several routes through forests and along the river. Much better!
