It's a Balmy 26 Degrees on January 27

I'm headed to the office for a few hours this Sunday morning...........I told Beth I'd try to make it to church but probably not choir (sorry, Len). Coming off a week of riding in 6 degrees, the 26 degrees this morning feels like a heat wave. Only item of note on the ride in..........long line of mostly African American citizens waiting for the plasma bank to open at Hudson and High........on Sunday morning (if you could see me, I'm shaking my head).

I've come to embrace winter riding, the colder the better (just no ice)..........I love it when I start riding and the cold takes my breath away, my teeth hurt and the tears freeze in the corners of my eyes.........it only lasts a moment until the "heater" warms everything up and it becomes nice and toasty in my insulated suit.

Being out in the climate, day in and day out, makes me feel connected to the environment.........I feel like I'm part of the weather.......I don't judge it and it doesn't give a damn about me.

What exactly is "good" weather? Is it 72 degrees and sunny skies........with no rain or snow? Apparently that's what the majority of Americans believe, flocking to Florida, Arizonia and southern California to play golf and lay on the beach that replenishes our acquifers and makes the winter wheat grow (without irrigation) and in which the greatest hardwood forests of world sprout and grow without human intervention.  I vote for the latter and would submit that San Diego, Phoenix and Las Vegas can only "dream" about having weather this perfect.....without irrigation and air conditioning they would return to arid deserts. The weather doesn't exist for our comfort and pleasure..........it's part of an amazing cycle that is wondrous and magical to behold. Come twowheeling with me and you'll begin to understand.   

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[Bill Dawson]

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