Got done with a 60 miles ride at 130pm Saturday. when I got up Sunday it was hard to imagine that I had just ridden out my backyard the day before, as every inch of snow was gone.
And, as I sit here in my shorts, barefeet and wearing a t-shirt, listening to the thunder and rain clean out the grill that I just used to cook chicken on my deck, it's hard to believe that it's January 7th.
Not any different that any other winter we've had recently.