Getting closer

Two wet rides to get through the afternoon, it's fall at 9000 feet. I can only imagine what was growing in my chamois after two rides in the pouring rain, getting on the bike almost dry for another 90 minutes to go home the long way. Better hits are showing up, I feel it coming through, clear. Never obvious, always hiding just below the surface, subtle feeling blowing across the lake, getting my time in before the work gets harder.