Today is a day for rolling along coastal paths or whizzing through country lanes on the promise of a pub lunch and an afternoon nap.
Today is a day for the gentle click of the chain shift as it glides across the cogs, passage eased, range extended.
Today is a day to feel the breeze dance across tbe cheek, rustle the jersey, cool the skin.
Today is a day to feel tbe pulse race, the soul settle, the mind clear.
Today is a day to cycle.
Hope the weather holds for Easter. If it does – revel in it. Image – Craig climbs the Garth.