Cycling up that hill

Nobody's gonna find me - my chest heaving, closely resembling a cardiac casualty
Not til it's too late and I've been trampled on by giant stags - my lungs gasping

Cycling in Richmond Park a lot these days. The heart attack hills are punishing. One in particular. But progress today as I only dismounted once, instead of twice on my previous attempt. Must have been down to the soundtrack Running Cycling Up That Hill

I love it that you can see some of the landmarks that define London's skyline.


Thank you all for your overwhelmingly kind and lovely welcome back messages yesterday.
It made my heart smile.