At one point, all of the bikes I saw on the street were hybrids and mountain bikes. After I made that comment yesterday, the first three bikes I saw on the street were road bikes.

I've said before that many of these posts are inspiring. One of the things they've inspired me to do is to relax and not worry about what shape I'm in; it will gradually improve, and I can only hurt myself by pushing it.

I also found this blog post by Tom Reingold: Bicycle Riding, Repair, and Advocacy: How to build a bike habit -- it details the stages of bicycle addiction. I'm still in stage one, but it's because I love my neighborhood.

And now it's morning, about 50 degrees, stopped raining several hours back, roads fairly dry. Only about an hour from sunrise, so only about an hour from today's first ride. Yes, it will be short, and I will be winded at the end of it, but I don't care; it's a stepping stone.