Thursday, January 28, 2010

I don't feel all

I have heard about the epic cold lingering in the Plains.

I've seen pictures of people in California freaking out about rain.

I read tweets every morning about how cold it is here, how much snow they have there, how they haven't seen the sun in...days.

And all the while...I've been smiling to myself as I've been riding into work with out a fender.

I've been wearing my Carhart's without fear.

The birds have been chirping.

There are blossoms on the trees already.

I've been ducking out of work and clocking some of the most unusually warm January rides ever this past week. And this morning was no exception as I took a longer route into the Raleigh MotherShip.

This has not been a typical week of riding. Every pedal stroke dances into the next. I've relished the lone tears being the only moisture on my face from my wind burned eyes. The early spring scents have drunkenly filled my olfactory with memories.

There's still some daylight that I need to enjoy.

1 comment:

Dan O said...

I don't feel guilty either - weather here in Seattle - not bad at all.

All commutes this week have been awesome....