I finally was able to get done with enough of my chores and out of the house long enough to ride for a few minutes. The days are short, so I headed straight to the closest trail. Feeling like I would explode if I didn't burn as much energy as possible I climbed west out of the dreamy draw. Some days, I would avoid this climb, but not today. Feeling the bike buck beneath me as I climbed up the pass is a sensation I experience far to infrequently recently. Not that I cleared everything, but I cleared enough to appease myself for the time being. My body is still telling me that it wants to go on a long ride.
While some dream of vacations on the beach or cruise liners. I would like nothing more than to take a long bike packing trip with my closest friends. Anyway, it's not going to happen for awhile with the baby coming. I hope I can teach her/him the joys of the outdoors.