Hills Are My Friend....

I went for a cycle with a friend today who chose not to go my easy, 1 hill on the way home route.  Instead we had to go via beach road.  I of course got left behind quite quickly to die quietly, with my lungs and legs screaming through inactivity, after 2 weeks off the bike with a hacking, chesty cough.  However, at the end the sense of achievement and 'survival' was a buzz!  I can do the hills.  I just need to work on picking up the speed and working through the burn.  The countdown to conquering Taupo in under 5 hours begins!

View from on top of North Head in Devonport