Originally Posted by girljen

I can honestly say that my ride home was the best commute ever. It was warm but cloudy, just barely drizzling, no sun to burn me and no cold to piss me off. The absence of bright sun made me able to really look around and see how the path looks in diffuse light. The greens were richer, the browns were deeper, and just looking at the creek refreshed me.

I would have rather had a tailwind than a headwind, but even that was okay! Sometimes a little burning in the legs feels good.

I wish I would have never gotten home.