Well, I got a couple hours in yesterday. Just city riding. I like to go downtown and ride all over the place on my old Centurion. Sometimes I just explore and watch people. I hung out and talked bike talk with a homeless guy in the park. Barked at dogs. I wore shorts, exposing my pasty legs in public, for the first time since autumn. I got a cup of coffee. I thought about going to Critical Mass, and rode by the Gallivan Center. The obnoxious guy was there, as usual though, so I rode on by, as usual. I hate him. He said he was moving away last summer, and he's still here. The old Schwinn with the gas tank was still parked outside the antique shop. The small patches of snow were brown, and bleeding in the parking lots. The parks were getting crowded, and people were pushing strollers again.

And today.....the wind. the rain. and the snow.