On my way home last night, going through a neighborhood, I suddenly see a gun pointing at me. I raise my hands up and ride no-handed. I continue to ride as I stare the gunman down. It was an intense 3 seconds, but then the 9 year old lowered his orange and white Nerf gun and waved as I rode by. I live to ride again.

Cool morning at 36F. I went without the tights this time. It feels like it warms up pretty quickly, so I just let my knees be chilly for the ride in.

I do need to find some new mittens though. I have a pair that are 10+ years old and worn out, but I haven't found a good replacement. The ones I have are North Face Gore WindStopper. They're kind of a stiff fleece, but are so worn, the wind isn't stopped like it should be. I don't think these same ones are made anymore, but maybe I should do some more Googling to be sure.

Happy Friday!