Last night, I finally left work early enough that it was still light AND the weather wasn't too bad. So I dug out my bike room key and checked in on the old girl. (OK, she's not even a year old, but she's been stuck in a bike room all winter and wasn't looking so spritely.)She weathered the winter alright, but her tires were a bit flat. But I jumped on and did the arduous ride with a semi-flat up to the Danforth where I dropped in at Cyclepath -- they have a free air pump.
Once that was taken care of, it was great. It was like I'd never stopped riding: saving $2.50 each way like it was no one's business! It felt really good, but I did wish I'd had my gloves this morning. And it's supposed to rain tonight and tomorrow, but it's no big deal, I can just leave it here in the bike room again.
I'm looking forward to riding again. I'm tired of the stinky slow subway with weird people always talking to me, interrupting my reading. However, that said, I will miss the reading. I managed to get through quite a few books this winter. So what if they were trashy historical fiction? I learned a lot about The Tudors. Now it's time to start chipping away at the winter fat.
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