Oh, man it was hard getting out of bed this morning. Every Monday morning now is noticeably darker than the last, making the temptation to pull the covers up over my head all that much stronger. Yet, if there's one thing I've learned about riding it's that you can't make predictions about your ride based on 5:45 am weather conditions inside your bedroom. Besides, Mondays are my easy riding days, offering the chance to ride along, look around at the scenery, and soak in a little bit of the early morning calm before plunging into another busy week.
It seemed particularly quiet up on the levee this morning, and I rode with hands on the tops at 16 mph, feeling the cool air as it filtered through my old club jersey. Our little taste of fall faded away over the weekend, and although the temperature was in the mid-60s, the south wind had brought the humidity back up above 50%. This was the first fall morning that I've seen any significant fog rolling off of the river. It fills the batture in places, sometimes just up to the brim of the levee. Here and there it spills over the top for a few hundred yards, fogging up my glasses and making me hesitate to turn off my headlight.
The Corps of Engineers was back working on that stretch of batture across from Ochsner this morning. I still can't figure out what they're doing. By the time I came back down onto River Road and Oak Street I was already starting to run through the week's agenda - lobbying reports to submit, a construction grant application to assemble, the 2011 LAMBRA planning calendar to set up, etc., etc.
Sometimes I'm tempted to just keep riding up the river.....
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