Friday

A little window into spring, I don't need to whine for a few days. The sun came out, dried up the black ice and puddles made for less skating the rest of the day. Riding home after a few beers was fun, it was social hour on the path, warm evening rides in spring, the opposite of the other side of the commute. No little nasties were smuggled home in my GI. I think Dr. Hotplate almost ran me off the road yesterday morning. She came rallying out of the gas station and didn't look twice. I doubt she bought a chili cheese dog for breakfast, that'd be her calories for a week. Maybe a few boring handlebar shots later.