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Another Sunday bike ride.  It's getting to be a habit.  

Caught up with an old-fogies cycling club at one point.  I didn't know lycra could stretch that much.  There were about a dozen riders - a leader at the front setting the pace and a tail-gunner keeping an eye out for cars approaching from the rear.  It took me back to the days of my youth.

They turned off after a couple of miles and I kept going.  We rode in a circle because after about 5 miles I met them coming the other way.  More smiles and waves. 

Anniemay had just finished Zwifting when I got home, so a companiable coffee in the garden afterwards.