Running with the Clydes
I'm unable to ride my commute this week to due a perfect storm of evening activities that our two daughters are involved in, and my wife's work schedule.
So while daughter one was at swim practice yesterday evening I was able to get in a ride - albeit a pretty cold one. It was snowing slightly (Southern Tier of New York) when I started, then it got sunny after about 10 minutes.
Just after the sun came out I rounded a bend over a small hill, and saw a horse boarding/training farm. And right there next to me was one giant male Clydesdale, and three females. I stopped to admire them, and chatted a bit to the male who was just 10 feet from me. As I started down the slight grade he apparently wanted to go for a run, so he and one of the females broke into a light gallop of around 20/22 mph. It didnt' last long, maybe 70 yards. And it clearly wasn't much effort for them. But it was absolutely amazing to have these two huge, powerful, majestic horses thundering along beside me.
Inspired, I hammered for a few miles before the strong head and crosswinds got the best of me.
It's not so bad, being a clyde.