I think for anyone who loves bicycling like many of us do, there is never such a thing as "just a ride." It would be equivalent to a parachuter saying that was "just a jump", or a bungee cord jumper, or a scuba diver in the coral reef saying the same thing. It's an oxymoron. Good feelings, come with the ride. Tonight I didn't have much throttle in me, so I pedaled light, was outdoors, observed a lot of things, day dreamed, and listened to good tunes.
Saw these billion ants all in a frenzy crawling around, I don't know what the scurry was all about. I think they were all dancing, must have been a good concert.
I have 55 of my goal of 100 dirt metric centuries in for the year. I'm not sure if I will have the time to make it or not. That's ok, knew that from the get-go that the challenge would be finding the time, and not pedaling the distance. The next 2 weeks getting time off work won't probably happen. October is also a busy month. So we'll just have to wait and see.
The weekend is looking promising for cranking out the mileage.