Somebody's Birthday

It's some president's birthday today, or something, anyway, I've the day off.

Somewhat depressed, I forced myself, finally, at 8:30, to get on the bike.

I meandered all over San Carlos, and once around the lake. It took me 3 hours to do 20 miles, so you can tell I was going pretty slow.

It was chilly. My baggy warmers were in the wash, and, the wash being what it is, I didn't care to pull them out. So it was a little chillier than it might have been.

I couldn't find the glove liners, so I was sans those. Turned out they were hiding in the jacket back pocket. Huh.

The helmet liner did its usual fabulous job.

The lycra shorts, however, did not. The liner is totally ripped, it is painfull to ride on, they are going in the trash!

Toodles!