Chuck D and I rode to Fall’s Bridge yesterday afternoon. It was my first ride of the year, and I was dragging my feet before the ride. But Chuck D insisted, and we went. It was a glorious day for a ride. Sunny. Upper 70s. Lots of people out on the Schuylkill river trail.
When we got back my legs were tired. But that good kind of tired. We’re on our way now. I need to amp up the miles and I’m glad I’m back in the saddle.
