It's official. Operation "Get ReadyToRide Ready To Reduce" has begun. Time to start shedding the dreaded "Covid 15" all in the NorthEast (and Midwest, and West, and Southwest, and South, and...oh, heck, let's just say everyone in the entire US) have packed on with the enforced boredom this winter. Snow is gone here (we're just going to ignore any white we see on the Blue Ridge)...
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the gravel roads await (speed restrictions notwithstanding)...
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and there is nothing to deter us from getting the miles in and underway ("God willing and the creek don't rise" as the old Southern saying goes.)
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The 50°f (10°c) late afternoon temp was tempting, the bike charged, tires pumped, and an hour snatched from the jaws of responsibility to irresponsibly say "bye" to everything adult in lieu of a blissful escape on the bike to take some pictures, gather some miles on the bike odometer, and lose some pounds doing so ...commenced. A relaxing solo "Me, Myself, and My Bike" 13.2m (21.2km) loop through the quiet countryside with toe-tapping music blasting in my ear, invigoratingly chilly breezes filling my lungs to capacity, and crunchy, damp gravel being both crunchy and damp and wet and potholed under my tires.
It. Was. So. Much. Fun.
Got back home sated, a bit chilled (temps had started to plummet while I was out and I was dressed for a Fahrenheit rise, not a reduction) and (I'm positive) at least a pound or two lighter weight-wise. Grabbed my camera, along with that opened bag of potato chips, a couple of cookies, and, oh yeah, that left over half candybar in the fridge, plus a big ol' glass of juice (no wine - too many calories) and sat down to run through the photos for the best shots of the first leg of my "Ride To Reduce The Covid-15 To Covid-0 In 30 Days".
Can't wait to see those winter pounds melt away with my planned daily rides now that winter is in retreat.
Yup, it is gonna be great.