It was 54 degrees F and cloudy at 7:00 this morning, with the wind from the east.
Missed the sunrise, but it was not spectacular because of the low cloud cover.
I’ve been slowed down by various things lately and really was ready to ride. Not only do I miss observing the word from the bike but I’ve come to take the physical activity for granted and don’t like having less of it. Even so, a long ride was not in the cards.
Thought, paradoxically, as I aimed Shadow south on Race Street that time demands can turn even a bike ride (or yoga practice, fo
that matter) into something I “have to” rather than “want to” do. Usually, if I take some effort to re-arrange my thoughts and re-focus, it’s at least partly possible to restore the the joy to the once completely joyful activity. Makes me wonder whether I can bring that attitude to other things that have to be done and infuse them with more joy.
It was good to see some of my favorite neighborhood perennials in bloom:
A very fancy Clematis,
and Asian poppies
Rode south on familiar Race Street and crossed Windsor Road with little waiting at the traffic lights. I think the city traffic authority must have adjusted it. It no longer seems to disturb my enjoyment of the morning ride. At least not lately.
Rode right to the rabbit-statue bridge over McCullough Creek
Considered taking the rest of the loop, but heeded the raindrops and distant thunder and headed back.
Not long after, there was electrical activity and lots of rain.