It snowed every day last week. I went skiing three times. There is no snow anymore.
It rained in buckets today. There was a thunderstorm last night. I went for a bike ride in shorts and didn’t freeze. But I did get wet. Very wet. There was a man walking on 66th St. who asked, “Is it safe to ride bike in the rain?”
This weekend I’ll be in Louisville for Cyclocross Worlds. Bikes, bourbon, and beer. This can only be good.
So it’s finally cold enough for an extended period of time, and the winds have blessed us in West Michigan with the gift of lake effect snow. It has been slowly snowing constantly since Sunday evening, and by tomorrow we should have a good base to make it feel wintery for a good long while.
Along with making every outdoor scene prettier, it has also meant that I can finally break in my skis that I got last month. There are some groomed trails only slightly out of the way of my commute home, and they have lights on 3 miles of trails. I got a good hour long workout tonight, just skiing in the semi-darkness, getting lost in the woods. So much better than riding my bike on the trainer in my basement every night.
Keep it coming.