It’s been a long winter in New England. Even though the Massachusetts winter doesn’t really compare with what I experienced for most of my life in Maine, it creates the same longing for warmer days and summertime activities. One of those activities, of course, is bicycle riding. Debbie and I blew the dust from our bikes two weekends ago. Even with five layers of clothing on my torso, I was still uncomfortable in the brisk air. Since last weekend’s weather was more forgiving, we’re well on our way to cycling season.
After years of bicycling, early season rides have a similar feel. Inevitably, despite best of intentions and genuine efforts to maintain conditioning, the winter activity level pales in comparison to summer’s. So, on my first two rides, the energy level was sorely lacking. I feel like I’m trying to jump start my body. And the rear end: well that’s another matter–and it always is. Each year, it needs to be broken in seemingly from scratch. The butt will suffer sores and chafing on early season rides that it will not experience thereafter. A sore bottom is a rite of passage into riding season. If someone knows the secret to avoiding this annual discomfort, would you please let me know because I’ve not found it.
In spring’s equivalent of getting up on the wrong side of the bed, I returned from our latest ride ready to download a video or two to share with you. I couldn’t figure out why the helmet cam kept shutting off on the road–until now. Seems I forgot to put the card in! Well, this is just one more sign that we’re still in spring training! With the change in seasons comes a change in routine. Some of the slower parts just need time to catch up.
There is a silver lining in this spring training cloud. It’s about time for the plastic to come off the windows, and for the windows to be thrown wide open. Cabin fever just ran its course, not to be seen or heard from until…well, let’s just not think about that. It’s a new season. And, as always, it has arrived just in the nick of time. So, put the parka and boots away, clean up the grounds, switch the clothes drawers, and clean the windows. But, more importantly, hop on that bicycle for a ride to nowhere. The breeze is bound to blow out the cobwebs of winter!