4th commute of the year today. Woke just before 5, half convinced I wasn't going to bother getting kitted up and heading out on the bike. Felt tired and lethargic.

5:20AM mid-30's start then19miles/1200ft over the east bay hills to pick up the ferry in Oakland - awesome, awesome ride. What is it about these mind games we play?

Getting to ride the ferry before dawn is an awesome reward - 40mins to watch the sun come up over the hills. From Monday: