I rode to work this morning. I hadn't ridden a bike in over a week because of back and shoulder and foot pain. I'm so glad I rode. Wind is always a concern, and it seemed to be in my face at first but not in an annoying way. Then I think it shifted into my favor. I have two rides this evening, so I hope it's not too bad.

The weather has shifted drastically, because the summery weather lasted longer than usual. Then this weekend, it snapped into fall. I brought a sweater, but I didn't need it. I don't think I'll need it this evening.

On the one steep hill on my route, I came up behind two boys who looked to be about 12 years old. They were walking their bikes up. I gave them a New York, "How ya doin'!" One of them said, "How do you get up this?" I yelled back at them (as I had passed them already), "Pedal hard!"

I wore long trousers and got hot, and I decided to do my trick of many years ago. I folded them up to just below my knee. Wow, I don't know why I ever stopped doing that.