Two weeks of bad weather and a bad cold have kept me off my bike. I made my first commute this morning in 27d temps. As I was biking to the office with my fingers and toes going numb, I was beginning to think this morning met the “bad weather” definition. It didn’t help that Susan literally heckled me when I biked out of the driveway for being a dummy, but we are leaving for our annual bike tour shortly and I need the training. I’m just hoping it will be raining on the way home tonight. Nothing prepares you like training in realistic weather conditions. Maybe a headwind and a little lightning and thunder to make it more real.
This trip is going to be different. No, no, we still expect the weather to be awful. No, it’s that we are headed to Florida. A new state for us. Also I did not come up with the route. I found it on the GORP web page. It was called the Florida Springs tour. You can find out all about it here: http://tinyurl.com/7qf2dcn. It looks like fun, but it does mean camping.
No hotels. No B&B’s. Just a tent. Little air mattress. Light weight sleeping bags. Spam singles. Ramon noodles. Instant grits. No TV. No heat or AC. 60 mile plus days. I mean, how great is this! It just oozes adventure. Can’t wait! Of course I haven’t heard Susan say any of this but I know she’s going to love it. Nothing says fun like a damp sleeping bag on a rainy night. No really, it’s going to be great. The wind won't be too bad. You’ll see.
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Does Frizz know she is going yet? Gwynne
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