With all of the little chunks that pull me away, the bike solo feels especially good. Happy to ride and more eager to pedal, whether it's a workout or a simple destination, the comfort it brings, the blanks it fills, better still are the blanks it creates. Open spaces in front and behind right now. These days it's easier with it.
Looking through the mist and early morning sleet to only find more ice to plow through. I like that, no one else was out, that always makes me feel better. Better to get cold and dirty solo-less spray. This day was better, it was just chilly. Rolling past the overturned car only adds fear, not victory.
The obvious things wake me at 2 am; the work I haven't done, adjustments to the little things that make all the difference. Adding up the chunks and odd shaped pieces of time into to a coherent, concise program. The help I get clears the gray, it really is just black and red. Some of the time puts you in the red ink and the rest puts you in the black. Black is good. It's that simple. Wake up at 2 am and get it done whether you have daylight or not. Do work in the dark.