S is for…
12 Mar, 2011
25-35 mph winds, with gusts to 40? Suck it up, invoke Rule #5, and get out there.
Give the Seven a once-over, pump the tires, check the brakes.
Click in…snap! Gooooo.
It’s March: no speed, little stamina…who cares? Keep going.
Shift. Pedal. Push.
Ignore the saddle. Ignore the lungs.
Something catches my eye; quick turnaround.
Snap a picture, and move on.
Spring is imminent. I can feel it. I’m happy.
More than just the Fulcrums are spinning.
Smile. Smile. Smile.