I’ve been biking all winter. Through snow storms and rain, I haven’t stopped. It’s been rough at times when the slush pulls my tires every which way but the way I want to go and when the cars forget they need to share the road, but I don’t plan on giving it up. Riding again has awakened my joy of biking and brought back my memories of all the times I spent over the handle bars making the streets of the small town I grew up in my own race track.
Spring is trying to break through the grasp of winter and there have been flashes of warming weather. I am ready for the sunshine and warmer temps so I can get on the saddle of my road bike. I miss slipping on my cycling shorts and shoes, hitting the open road and lake shore trail. Chicago is such a great city for doing outdoor activities.
I’ve already tried getting out once and made it a short trip due to the cold temps and wind. I plan on hitting the roads this week even if the temperature doesn’t get above 35 because I need to get as much use out of my bike as I can before my life changes with the birth of my son. I know I can continue and hopefully will, but I also know my priorities will change and getting out to enjoy a long ride won’t always happen. So snow or no snow, I am hitting the pavement tomorrow morning before heading to work.