I’m not big on two-a-days anymore, that was for the triathlon days.  Besides, a training ride today is 50-80 miles where back then it was more like 25…

That said, yesterday was one of those perfect days.  82 gloriously, perfectly sunny degrees, a gentle breeze from the south, crickets, frogs, heck even the cicadas were sounding pretty cool.  I pulled into the driveway with the window rolled down and our $75 wind chime played the most beautiful song (Yes. It was worth every penny)…

These days are in short supply now.  Before long I’ll be cooped up in the living room on a Saturday morning watching the snow fly and a movie as I pedal away on my godforsaken trainer.  One must take advantage when the opportunity strikes.

Mrs. Bgddy wanted to take the mountain bikes out today.  I wasn’t to jazzed about the idea but I relented.  At least we wouldn’t have to worry much about traffic.  The one thing gravel roads are good for…  Mountain biking.

We didn’t even worry about pace.  We talked about some fun stuff, then argued politics for a minute, then went back to fun stuff…  some things are just better left alone. 

We hit a stretch where we just rolled along, enjoying the warmth, sun and breeze… and we rolled into the driveway too soon.  I could have gone for hours last night.  The girls had swimming though, so we’d done all we could. A little more than 11 miles…

Together…

After Mrs. Bgddy left with the girls I pumped up the Venge’s tires and headed back out.  I rode up to the bike shop to say hello to the fellas and talk wheels for a minute.  Did my favorite corner and headed for home, an easy but solid 18 mph average. 

Two great rides, 24 miles total, and I’m a happy man.

Now it’s time to eat!

Some days, 50 minutes on a bike just isn’t enough.  Some days are just too perfect.  Today was one of those days, and this is why I cycle.