Six years ago I changed my job to one only two miles away and started cycling to work.
Around four years ago, approaching Forty, I admitted to myself that the middle age spread was spread too thickly and had arrived a little too early. Changing my diet worked for the first few weeks then there was a plateau. I knew I had to increase my metabolism to continue to lose weight so I started extending my journey (two miles is hardly a commute) home.
Four years, six bikes and four stone lighter I'm happy with my weight, I'd love to lose one more stone and I might get there eventually but I am happier now.
Anyway, when I started to cycle further the first route I used to take was down the cycle path next to the river Exe and back. No hills, no cars, it was perfect for me at that time. Regularly rode 20km down to a pub called Turf Hotel and back, I didn't partake it was just a good distance. After becoming proficient at this I started looking further afield. Still not looking for hills or too much traffic I extended further down the river. This route is about 2/3 cycle path and 1/3 quiet roads. A distance of 37km with a whopping 73m of elevation!
'D' is for Dawlish Warren.
I still enjoy the route from time to time and I still remember being fairly chuffed with myself the first time I accomplished it.