Riding has been very sporadic this winter season for me. Dismay hit me like a brick to the head yesterday morning. Putting on a set of riding togs in prep for the first time on a bike in over two weeks, things were fitting a bit more...snug.
Snow. Ice. Great to ride on when cold. But we've had some lovely warm-ish temps that have kept everything a morass of sloppy dirt.
Then ***** happens when you really do get out. Five minutes from the car. The ride was bagged. Halfway through, sure, ride it out, stand up the rest of the ride. But I was too pissed off to ride the entire time that way.
Actual riding pic:
Warning: helmetless rider dicking around in the parking lot. Helmet squeamish skip this one.
The trail of the elusive Geax Blade tire.
So a little taste of dirt. Headspace freshened up a bit. Crappy work schedules. Crappy work crap happening. Crap. Just tell yourself there is no spoon.
More actual people on bikes content:
A diversional trail run with Mrs. Scrub was fun, but it just isn't the same.