So it’s official. Doesn’t matter what age you start exercising – just so long as you do it. So I dutifully puffed my way round the Wolfhill circuit [about five miles from Blogstead] this afternoon. But the cold … this is the time of year in Scotland when you begin to believe that winter will never loosen its grip.
So I find myself reading cycle routes in bed. How about Loch Katrine? Cycle the length of the loch on a flat, traffic-free road and take a trip back on Sir Walter Scott. Sounds perfect.