It just keeps going
I couldn’t resist. We were back from vacation, the laundry was done, the groceries were replenished, and in fact, everything we needed to get done was done. I hit the road shortly after noon Sunday for a planned 2 hour outing.
I cruised out past the river and headed south, thinking that the wind was in my face and that it would be in my favor most of the way back. I was only half-way right. I never could find a direction where I felt like the wind was at my back. I think it was in the process of shifting from the south to the west.
Regardless of the wind direction, I couldn’t believe I was overdressed on December 2nd, wearing shorts, a long sleeve base layer and a jersey. After being cold for the past 10 days in the Big Apple, this was heaven!
I decided I would go out all the way to Smyrna Road and climb the big hill. I think that’s one of my favorite rides…down the hill on Cottonwood and then up again on Smyrna to what seems like the top of the Ozarks. I can remember when that hill used to kick my tail, but now it’s one of my favorites. Funny how things change, isn’t it?
I thought this young man was going to be the only cyclist I saw for the day, but I finally saw a couple more as I was almost home. I got a kick out of the kid. He was pedaling his bike around the trailer park just above Linden, and was giving me the evil eye as I passed. Notice he’s riding around without his shirt…and did I already say it was December 2nd?
Even the cows were confused by the weather. At nearly every pond I passed, they were out in the water cooling off.
As I turned toward Rogersville, I decided I would ride through town, but just keep on pedaling. I was feeling good, and despite the wind, I felt like I was riding pretty fast (for me). We had eaten just before I left, so I didn’t think I would need to stop for fuel. My computer rolled over 20 miles just as I crossed the highway in town, so I knew I would end up with 36ish miles for the day on the route I intended to take back.
To be honest, I was enjoying the solitude after several days with way more people than I’m used to being around. It was just me, the bike, and the wind in my ears! Oh, and a few cows, and occasional hawk, and a couple of squirrels. Traffic was almost non-existent, making the afternoon even more perfect.
When I passed the house above, I had to stop and grab a picture. In spite of the warm afternoon, it looks like they’re well prepared for the months to come!
I pulled into the garage with a big, silly grin on my face, weary legs, and 36.5 miles behind me. What blew me away was the 18 mph average speed I carried for the afternoon. That’s not necessarily what I was intending, but I’ll take it. Not a bad way to spend the early part of a Sunday afternoon, if I do say so myself.
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