It was 17 degrees F this morning at 7:30, 16 minutes after the official (according to the phone weather ap) time of sunrise. Had never paid attention to the precise timing of daylight before, but, to my surprise, for the past whole week the sun rose at the same time of 7:15, though it did set a minute later from one day to the next. Observe and you shall discover.
The sky was cloudy and a tiny bit of snow lay on the ground.
First, had been used to the more upright riding posture of Discovery II and intended to ride it this morning, but the lock on it was frozen solid and couldn’t budge it open. So took Rhododendron instead, the brakes of which, I soon recalled, were nowhere near so safely adjusted as those of Discovery II. So in addition to facing the north wind, had to think about braking early and often.
Did have a good yoga practice, but it seemed harder than usual to transition from yoga to riding into the north wind.
All the while was thinking of the death of my dear friend Nancy (who has appeared in this blog). Her loss leaves a huge empty place, but also she leaves a vast amount of, for lack of a better word, positive energy. Countless people (myself included) were able to take a big step toward realizing their full potential because of her encouragement and utter belief in their abilities. We swam, biked, did yoga together, usually in the wee hours of the morning. It was a privelige to have had her friendship.
So it would be a modest effort this morning. Had planned to go to Meadowbrook, then scaled the destination back to Japan garden, then just decided to stop at Caffe Paradiso, because I didn’t feel up to much more just then.
As I approached my destination, though, felt a little surge of energy, promising some longer, more awake future winter rides.
By the time I got there was starting to consider that a longer ride might be ok, next time.