This week is the first time I have ever commuted partway to work on a bike, and the first time I have ridden a bike in over 10 years.

The 2 mile commute to the train station is making my legs burn like crazy, but I'm not out of breath when I get there. Today was the third day and it feels like it's getting easier. This bike (a 1980 Raleigh Grand Prix) feels like greased lightning even on the slightest slopes, and I'm averaging about 12mph according to Strava. I hope to improve that.

Every day when I get off the train after work, I feel giddy about unlocking my bike and hopping on, even though I know my muscles are about to be in pain. I hope that giddy feeling never goes away.