Today I had a clinic appointment. Every year I have my MOT as I am a living kidney donor so the NHS keep a close eye on the remaining kidney. Quite right too. I thought that I’d been forgotten about but I got my test last year and this year but I had a 2 year gap before getting back to Norwich where the N&N were mortified that the appointments had lapsed and got me in with their renal consultant ASAP.
The ride down was nice. Bloody cold but nice. My hands were cold and I really wished that I had my Planet X zippy top on rather than my long sleeve jersey and a tee shirt. We took 34 minutes to do the 8.27 miles down to the hospital. We chatted as we went and generally had a nice ride. Once there we locked the bikes and I had 45 minutes being pricked with needles for a blood test and having my blood pressure taken. Nice and low, just how we like it. Everything is hunky dory as far as they can tell so it was a case of having a nice natter about life in general and a ‘see you next year’.
The ride home was harder work. Still cold and I didn’t warm up all the way home. Which was 9.13 miles as we came a slightly different way. I was shivering like a (fat) whippet when I got in. PX top straight on and a nice cup of tea. The ride home took a whopping 48 minutes 😮
Still not quite feeling the love of riding but I’m sure that it will come back again. Proper work again tomorrow. Thursday and Friday too. Gloom. My wrist is killing me. I have to stop grooming before I can’t play guitar any more. Guitar playing being a lot more important than working IMO. I have priorities.
Miles this year: 1169.20 mi at 13.76 mi/h average