It’s very, very grey and rainy, with sludgy soggy dirty snow… and my cycling buddy Nancy Jean Fish aka “Pansy Palmetto” passed away just after midnight as cancer took over. (She was an adamant opponent of the phrase “lost her battle.”)
I’m “afraid” that didn’t change the fact that damp cool weather charges me up, especially since I successfully got up early enough for a fifteen minute bout with a few short intervals on the trainer before the commute. That meant I was warmed up from the driveway and could charge down Race Street — especially being on the folder which doesn’t have *anything* dragging 🙂 🙂 Happy Muesday! (That’s what you call Tuesday if you had Monday off.)
