Back to the Grind

So after a couple weeks of being a lazy bugger and deferring to Jimmie and a sleep in, rather than getting out and doing the hard yards on the road, I finally got off my ass this morning....

So what is the opposite of pleasant? Not sure which words would best describe it without swearing, but I am hoping the next 44 weeks are not like that one. Windy, the type of wind that drains your energy at a rate faster than the kilometres tick over, start of the magpie season and the first swoop and finally a road surface that seems to suck the marrow out of your bones.

Well maybe I am exagerating it a little, but when your head isn't in the right spot, riding a bike sucks. LOL. I wonder if the pool will be more forgiving after lunch......

At the opposite end of the spectrum, I am so jealous of Sonia and the kids who are going skiing tomorrow. Reminds me of this: