tired legs

It's probably the last thing she wants to hear when she wakes up, but I say it anyway; "do you fancy a bike ride this morning?"  

I'm out of bed and into my cycling gear before she's fully awake.  "Do you mean now?  This minute?"  So that's a maybe then.

But Anniemay is a game girl.  And she's certainly looking and sounding better than she did yesterday.  As am I.  "Just a short one I say - to the cafe and back.  10 miles max."

So that's what we do.  

We sit in the sun getting just enough warmth to let us dream we could be far away in sunnier climes.  If we close our eyes.  And our ears.

She looks at my almond croissant and scans it into her Weight Watchers app; "that's 17 points!"   That's bad then.  

The sun disappears and suddenly we need to be heading home.  She's tired, but summons up enough energy to hang about while I faff around with my camera.  Like I said, she's a game girl.