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I got up as planned and dressed accordingly for 38 degrees and intermittent rain. Except for my booties. I wore my new Nike booties I picked up at the bike swap and boy do they suck. They were warm enough until they got wet and then the only parts of my body that were miserable were from the balls of my feet to the tips of my toes. I should have worn wool socks or better still my 12 year old Performance neoprene booties, even if the zipper on one boot is toast my feet would have been warm.
I did have a nature moment. While I was finishing my coffee I had to stop for a group of 8 turkeys out for a walk on the road through the UW Arboretum. I whipped out the phone in time to get a shot of the straggler.
The rest of the group waited for him and gave me a look as if to say "take a hint buddy, we're walking in weather like this." But I was freshly fueled with Nicaraguan so westerly I went. I looped toward Verona with the intention of going to Spring Green by way of Mt Horeb and County T. By the time I reached Mt Horeb my toes were pleading for me to turn around. So I swung north to Black Earth. Upon reaching Black Earth I checked my watch and saw I'd been riding for 3 hours. I did the math and accepted "plan B." I'd ride east to Cross Plains and home and that would make my ride roughly 5 hours... unless I pushed it harder. Right. My toes were hanging-in and by the time I reached the west side Trek Store I was feeling better. I had a quick cup fo the free "coffee" the Trek Store has, called home and had a brief chat with Creepy Friendly & the Darkness. As I reached for the door CF asked "aren't you going to wait for a ride?" Nope, it's only rain and I don't want to be a weenie. Besides, I need the saddle time.
I almost hit every light perfectly on the way home and hopped into a warm shower without even looking at a clock. By time I had dry clothes on it was 12:15. At least it will be warm going to my night school class. It's 55 degrees now, dammit.
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