This photo was four miles from my front door, up a long hill.
Today, I did a brick. Well, a baby brick. I rode my bike 10 miles and then ran 5 miles.
Why do they call it a brick?
I didn’t want to pursue a serious answer to that. I’ve decided that it’s because my legs feel like a pile of brick after I’ve finished.
So, there’s my Breast Cancer awareness month activity: triathlon training in the next gear. Take that, brca1! 😉
Blessings for a happy Friday and wonderful weekend. I just wanted to share my view, which was my reward for riding up hill.
Never give up. Not once. Not ever.