I was heading out to meet Lee and the neighborhood tour, but got a flat around McCormick and Pratt. So by the time I took care of the flattened biz, I realized I was NOT going to make the ride. So I opted to head into the North Branch Trail and ride up to the Botanic Gardens. So between the eerie lack of SuperWinds and having FINALLY positioned my cleats properly, I was feeling astoundingly proper.
All in all: 50 or so miles, and I ran into a former co-worker on the tail-end of my ride through the NBT. Her husband commented on the old t-shirt I was wearing (Raw Power--an old Italian hardcore band), and that kinda made my day. Then I meandered through the neighborhoods around the trail to see if I could possibly hook up with the end of Lee's ride, but didn't see anyone.
But DAMN was yesterday a fine day to be on a bike. When I got home, I felt guilty for being back inside!
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