There's a lot to be said for cyclings medicinal qualities. I psyched my wee boy up to come exploring with me, today because I knew that I wouldn't chicken out then. And I hate to admit it, but in comparison with me at times. He is Mr Sensible sitting on my left shoulder. My intention was to go a wee bit further than we got today, but the path was too muddy, for my tyres to grip too, and they just kept spining round. We did however find, on the 'public' footpath, a bridge crossing a fast flowing stream. Which was not passable to all the public, I must be freaky or something? because it was a single plank of wood with a hand rail on either side....so I lifted the front 2 wheels high above the hand rail, and F pushed the single wheel along the plank. (yeah right public? I wouldn't have been able to use it, if I was in a wheelchair!! We did laugh though, I love getting muddy, and doing stuff wi my kids. I let my son drag Ziggy to the top of this rugged path, sit in her with his feet sticking out, hands over brakes, and bounce to the bottom.
Anyway the point of today, was to help me get back to my positive self :) 'Which despite the decorators been in' I am :)
Is anyone there?