And Hey Presto! My Legs Work!

As if by magic, I actually went for a ride. It was a late afternoon effort through the slush and ice up past the Black Dog and down into Irleth. Not too slithery either, which was a pleasant surprise and meant I could concentrate on how slack my body is after a few weeks of no riding at all combined with several thousand calories too many over Christmas.

It seems to be warming up a little round here but in spite of that my toes were cold even in my winter boots. Thicker socks?

At least my new jacket did it's job admirably.