What a Difference

What a difference a day makes! By yesterday evening the skies were clearing and a cool wind was blowing in from the Northwest. Indeed, I reached for the long tights and kodiak jersey this morning, especially after I looked outside and in the dim light saw the treetops swaying. So it was no surprise to find a small group up on the levee today, and equally predictible that we easily decided not to ride all the way out to the end of the bike path. If we had, we probably would have been ten minutes late, at least. This was one of those mornings when you really appreciate having a group with which to ride. Had I been alone, I'm quite sure I would have packed it in early, but with the group I got in a decent ride of an hour and forty-five minutes. As often happens, once I got going, it didn't feel quite as cold or windy as it had at the start.

It's after 3 pm right now and I just got back from a walk over to the medical school building where I dropped $1.25 on a big Snickers bar. By the time I got out of a meeting today, the cafeterias had closed, so I had few choices. Now all I want to do is take a nap!

There will be a club meeting at my house Friday night, so that will be nice. I'll have to remember to pick up some drinks and stuff from the grocery store this evening. I think we'll look around to see how many show up and then order a few pizzas. Hopefully nobody is expecting luxurious accomodations, because our kitchen is currently just one notch above bare walls and things are a little dusty here and there. We are not noted for our housekeeping skills. We'll have the sample jerseys and other team kit stuff on hand so people can figure out what sizes to order for our upcoming big club clothing order. Amy's working on a new design, so that will be interesting, but I don't know if it's still top secret or not.