Back to the trainer wheels

I never did have trainer wheels when I learnt to ride a bike as a lad but it feels like I've gone back to them now.

My sometimes avid - fitness - freak - friend Richard came and dropped me off his bike trainer today. He hooked up my mountain bike to it and I had a go at getting a bit of life into my right leg. Yesterday, the doctor suggested cycling (off the road) was the best activity to build things back up and get my muscles back to the elite, tuned machines they once were.

It wasn't pleasant but I spent about 4o minutes at it and managed to bend and extend more than I have in the past 6 weeks.

Oh and I had a coffee and bacon buttie at the Fed with Richard which was awesome.