A Short Spin

I’d had to knock cycling on the head for a short while, due to a uncomfortable swelling in my trousers. My knee, to be precise.

So, it’s been a while. I got the bike out, wiped the worst of the crud off the chain, re-inflated the tyres, and got out. I managed to mount Black Cock without too much discomfort, and it was back on the towpath for the first time in a few months.

I was taking it easy; a physio recommended a turbo trainer, but I didn’t fancy it; I might not cycle that much, relatively, but I don’t think there’s an alternative for being outside. Plus, I already have more than enough clutter.

So, a very short ride. No further than Catshill Junction for a first spin. I was hoping to see Eyebrow Cat, because, frankly, he’s lovely and reminds me of my own QT, but he was presumably sleeping inside on what was, to be fair, a very cold day.

A short stop at Catshill:

Catshill Junction, and a muddy bike. No Eyebrow Cat, though.

And briefly thinking how sunshine can even make the tower blocks look attractive:

Hope that cladding isn’t flammable…

and a ride home.It’s good the be back on two wheels, however briefly.

One Response to “A Short Spin”

  1. Willenhall Lad Says:

    I’ve got a Turbo trainer now to fill in the days when it’s chucking it down. It definitely requires a different approach to cycling proper as you need to do something else such as listen to the radio but I am feeling the benefit of at least working the legs and heart.