Nice commute in, 50F roughly.
I picked up my kid from his grandma's house yesterday, raising my mileage from 45 to 62. In the space of two weeks I have ridden almost 550 miles. No wonder my legs hate me.
While I was exhausted during the ride in a strange thing happened while I was sitting in a line of cars at a light on a hill.
The light turned green and I had one heck of an energy surge and took off like a bat out of hell. 0-18 mph in a second or two. I then spent the remaining minute wondering what just happened and how I almost rear ended a car on a hill.
The same thing happened as I approached work so I sprinted in. Nothing like finishing on a high note listening to an old system of a down song.
Must have been the peanut butter and jelly sandwich.