Saturday, November 20, 2010

Where Did YOU Go Today?


This morning, I was sitting outside one of my favorite haunts: Starbucks ...



I was utilizing the Official BluesCat Communication System to surf the Web, visiting one of my favorite web sites: the Recumbent Riders Social Club. One of my buddies there, Rydabent, who lives up in Lincoln, NE, was bemoaning the fact that it was 28° up there and his Stratus recumbent was gathering dust. When I got back to the house, I couldn't help but rub it in when I replied:

"I feel your pain, Rydabent! When I read your post, it was a bone-numbing 63° F!

"After a couple cups of hot coffee and a hot Panini sandwich, I gutted it out and rode up to the bike shop ...



... "where I bought a pair of knee warmers in preparation for commuting at 5:30 AM during January and February.

"'Do you want to wear them ... now?' the gal asked, with a really strange, quizzical look on her face.

"I looked down at the thermometer on the bike computer of Bluetiful. It now read 68° F.

"'No,' I whimpered, 'I think I'm good.'

"(Sorry guy, the blast furnace that is a Phoenix summer does weird things to your head; I can't help but revel in the gorgeous fall and winter temps around here.)"

3 comments:

  1. Heheh. Feeling smug?

    28 degrees can be is fine riding weather, depending on the road conditions. Then again, I have a very broad view of "fine riding weather" ...

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  2. Apertome - Yeah, I remember being so acclimatized to the Flagstaff weather that I'd be out splitting firewood --- in a light snowfall --- in a t-shirt and jeans.

    But over a quarter century living back down in the Valley sure makes a cold-weather-wimp outta ya! (I broke into uncontrollable shivering as I ran through the beautiful pictures of your "Foggy ride through Gosport"!)

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  3. Understandable. I get to feeling smug too sometimes, when conditions are better in my neck of the woods. Or sometimes, even when they aren't. Thanks for the kind words!

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