I went out on my three-wheeler today...down to the big river and back again and it was grand because I was plugged into my oxygen...absolutely brilliant to be able to go out for a ride without huffing and puffing and having to stop every few yards to get my breath back.
It has dawned before that I'm not getting enough exercise...walking up and down the garden path and sewing isn't actually classed as proper exercise, whichever way you look at it...though maybe pulling out a knitted hat in frustration might be.
Because it's about nine months since I was last cycling anywhere, my knees did feel as though they were about to give way but that'll get better the more often I go out...
I've found another hat recipe and the right sized needles and a ball of suitable wool so I'm going for the second attempt...not going to be beaten by a stupid knitted Beanie...