Technically, it wasn’t. Family’s starting to come in from out of town for our daughter’s graduation party and it’s been hectic for a week, but let’s not let that detail get in the way of a good post. Stay with me.
I dressed and rolled my bike out the front door at 4. We had rain coming and it was a little too close for comfort, but I wanted to get my heart pumping… and my gut won’t lose itself, as much as I wish it might. My father-in-law had just pulled into our driveway, but he shooed me out the door to get my workout in… and Josie was entertaining him.
Now, I threw my leg over the top tube and clipped in, pushing off as soon as I felt the snap of the cleat clipping into pedal, in one swift move, and I was looking left as the end of my driveway approached. No cars, look right quickly, and I’m heading north for the warmup mile.
My mind was cleared of all things work by the time I hit my first right turn… and it was all good times and noodle salad, for the next eleven miles.
I thought about how well my 5200 felt underneath me, the crispness of the shifts, the tight turns, the loud bee-like sound coming from the rear hub when I coasted… the headwind, the tailwind, how the sun felt on my skin… and the building clouds that threatened to spoil a perfectly good twelve miles.
It spit on me for a second, but that was it. Then I was done. And it was good. I thought a lot last night about how fortunate I am to ride. How fantastic.
Fit Recovery 
Daughter’s graduation? Already? Wow, that was a fast four years!
And you know what that means: now that you’re no longer writing checks for college expenses, you’ll be able to put that money to a much better use: getting that fat bike you’ve been lusting after for all these years. No more trainer in the winter unless there’s more than 6″ of fresh, unplowed powder on the roads.
Better talk to your bike shop before Labor Day to make sure they won’t sell out.
Oh, and congratulations to your daughter!
ROTFLMAO!!! Nice one, Brent. Youngest daughter from high school. Next year they’re BOTH in college. This is gonna hurt!