....at least that's what it feels like. Right now it is 39 degrees F, which after a month of arctic temperatures and wind that feels like knives, it's pretty much the warmest day I can remember. Sad, I know, but welcome to winters in the mid-west.
Being a cyclist in the mid-west is overall a great thing. There are always a lot of races that are in close proximity, springs and autumns are very mild, the summers are nice when you're on the bike with a nice breeze. The one BIG downfall is falling into a lack-of-motivation-depression that basically either makes you fat because you never train, or turns you in to a cabin-fever maniac because all you do for months on end is hop on the rollers in front of the tv and ride for a couple of boring, monotonous, stationary hours. The most fun it can get is when you ride inside with a few teammates...but really, how much fun can that be?
You can understand why I am so excited to ride outside today for the first time in a month!
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