I think this nicer weather is the boost I need to be on the bike every day. Although I decided not to participate in the #30daysofbiking thing over on G+, where we ride every day of April, I have been on the bike every day this month, except the 1st, when I got around via cab and bus.
Today’s weather might have been the best yet. It was in the low-60s when I rode to work. I wore short sleeves and no jacket. Signs of Spring were everywhere.
I failed to pack a lunch for work, which meant a quick trip across the street to the Mexican restaurant. That’s not ideal, but I knew I wouldn’t be going out for dinner.
After lunch, I was jaywalking across Main Street, a one-way street and I was almost hit by a cyclist riding the wrong way. I normally look both ways, even on one way streets, but I was distracted by a woman who also showed that Spring was in the air.
There was no collision, no yelling, just some rattled nerves.
After work I had a massage appointment. I took a slow pace in the now 80-degree day. I didn’t want to get too sweaty. The ride up Baxter Ave and Bardstown Rd was pleasant and uneventful – which is something during rush hour.
My massage therapist found a particularly nasty knot in my left leg. I’ll need to do more stretching to keep it from coming back.
I had a leisurely ride home where I cooked beef and pork on the grill for several meals. I steamed some broccoli, which I overcooked and it turned to mush, and later I made a potato soup. I have enough food prepared to last until the weekend.
It’s supposed to cool off later in the week. That’ll be a shame, I’ve been enjoying sleeping with the windows open. The weekend is looking nice. I need to plan some bike miles.
I’m still beer-free since Saturday. I think some of my depression and muscle aches were from too much beer and not enough water.
So, another glass of water, and I’m off to bed.
What a great update! I’m glad you are perking up. I have had a few close calls with cyclists in downtown Chicago, too. Many of them don’t follow any traffic rules at all, and they give a bad name to the hundreds of good cyclists who commute every day. I definitely look both ways when I cross any street, one-way or not.
It’s funny how things work, biochemically speaking (thinking about the beer thing, here). Too much beer and not enough water could certainly explain achiness and mild depression.
FWIW, I have mentally memorized that picture of your grill from last night. It looked so delicious that it kept popping into my head all day.