Probably not but an 8 mile ride in the cold actually did make me feel better somehow. I will probably have to wash my gloves again though. Cycling in the cold makes my nose run so you can imagine what cycling in the cold with a cold is like. I got these nice summer cycling gloves that have terry cloth nose wiping panels sewed right in. I need some cold weather gloves with similar qualities. It’ll be warm soon though and won’t matter anymore.
I rode up to the fire department again because I wanted to get a closer look at the cars they were practicing jaws of life on.
After that I was going to ride to Phelps and back but wandered off in a different direction. I took some roads that I drive all the time but haven’t ridden on. I was fascinated by the little details I miss in the car. I was trying to figure out someway to capture the color palette of the fields & the sky knowing my phone camera just wouldn’t do it. I had lots more cold addled thoughts that I was going to write about here… something about asphalt shingles and spider plants but now there is only a trace of the thoughts left. Sometimes the stuff I ponder while I’m riding disappears when I stop, kind of like waking up from a dream. You know there was something important but aside from the remembering that your boss was there wearing a chicken suit you’re not really sure what it was.
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