Opened the sock drawer and pulled out the green socks that go with my mountain bike. Instantly knew I wanted to ride my mountain bike.
First surprise - the front brakes don't work after 8 months of being damaged and left to wilt in front of the radiator.
Second surprise - I forgot my way around Rivelin Valley paths and did some silly loops
Third surprise - having most of the valley to myself on an evening like this.
Fourth - finding a stranded cyclo-cross rider fixing a puncture in the darkness. I pinned his number on his jersey on Sunday.
Fifth - riding down a bridlepath (on one brake) and ducking to avoid the owl reeling overhead.
Sixth - how long you can ride when you didn't expect to enjoy it but you are and how good the shower feels afterwards.
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