Finally. The sun was out and it was perfectly mild… barely above room temperature, a perfect April day, even if it’s the end of May.
I prepped my bike and donned my Cavelo kit, pumped my tires up, topped off a water bottle with good old-fashioned H2O, put on my shoes and snapped my helmet on and out the door I went. With the club ride this evening, the ride was just about enjoying the sunshine and the fact that I was on two wheels. For an hour, the world wouldn’t be able to catch me.
I rode my normal route, into a fairly stiff wind first, and headed into town. I altered my route and headed over to the High School so I could watch my oldest run the 200 meter at her last meet of the year. After she ran I got back on my bike and headed for home. I paid little attention to the computer and just rode easy, enjoying the tailwind and sunshine.
I love those weekday rides. There’s no goal, no objective, no target speed, just enjoying the ride and feeling the sun beat down on my vitamin D deprived skin.
As f***ed up as this world can be, as long as I’ve got an hour for a bike ride so I can refocus on why life is good, I’ll be okay.