on the way home it was barely sprinkling, took it easy. Man it was cold. But after a minute or two I warmed up and didn't notice it much. I think my jersey had more water in it on those couple sunny days we had than last night.
This morning again, wet path but nothing coming out of the sky.
And last night - oh that was a pleasure. Bike path was deserted. That's what I love. I did wind up seeing one other person on the path. One. Compared to Monday when I saw a record number of cyclists, it was kinda nice having it to myself.
I wonder how Roubaix Girl is doing today over at the Giro Donne...
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