I had behaved myself all day yesterday until evening. I was preparing for bed when Diane got a call from her son, who wanted to get together for a beer. I went along. That was a mistake. 1200 calories worth of beer later, I went to bed.
Today, we had some errands to run, and Diane was willing to ride her bike. I dusted off the single-speed and we went to the new Logan Street Market, the bike shop, and a pet supply place, making a stop for lunch along the way.
It was just over a five-mile ride, but it felt good to be back on the bike, even if my knees complained a bit. There was some frozen shit falling from the sky on the way home.
I mentioned that I went on a motorcycle ride on the first. I took one picture while putting gas in the bike. It sums things up nicely.
