[M_Six]

Cycling is my escape. An hour or more a day when I'm alone with my thoughts. No phone, no email, no Whatsapp, just my brain purging toxicity. Keeps me sane.

We've never been party folks, so the isolation of this damn pandemic hasn't changed much *except* our habit of eating out 4 or 5 nights a week. But Wifey has really stepped up to the plate with her culinary skills and cooks dinner most nights. I'm retiring in April, so my plan is to learn to cook beyond my current skill set, which starts and ends with boiling water. Having an edible dinner ready for her when she gets home from work (being 10 years my junior, she has no urge to retire) will be my first goal in retirement.