With a current reading of 24 degrees, we're seeing our coldest temperatures to date, this fall in the 'Cuse. There's also an inch or two of snow on the ground, but that should disappear in the next day or so, due to temperatures forecast to reach the low to mid-50s.
So the white stuff on the ground is not what has finally brought this biking season to an end for me. It's that nasty residue of white out on the road which will remain after the snow has melted away, the calcium chloride spread there overnight by the highway department to melt the ice which formed as temperatures were dropping.
I'd previously decided, after getting the end-of-season tuneup on the bike, that I wouldn't be taking it out again once the roads had been treated with those corrosion-inducing compounds, and I'm gonna stick with that plan. (Not to mention the possible health consequences of breathing the stuff.)
Anyway, I guess this is it. The bike goes to the basement and I transition to a stationary fitness routine on the mag trainer. And even though I've been preparing for this for a couple of months, now, I'm still struggling with the sense of what I'm losing by having to following through with it.
Because, you know, the bicycle has been one of the few things that's gotten me out of the house, these last few months, and one of the most effective physical and mental health regimens I've ever been fortunate enough to have in my life.
But now I guess it's time to move on to what's next and to feel equally fortunate that there is, in fact, something that's next.
My best to everyone...
LPK
Dreamwidth
11.18.2020
So the white stuff on the ground is not what has finally brought this biking season to an end for me. It's that nasty residue of white out on the road which will remain after the snow has melted away, the calcium chloride spread there overnight by the highway department to melt the ice which formed as temperatures were dropping.
I'd previously decided, after getting the end-of-season tuneup on the bike, that I wouldn't be taking it out again once the roads had been treated with those corrosion-inducing compounds, and I'm gonna stick with that plan. (Not to mention the possible health consequences of breathing the stuff.)
Anyway, I guess this is it. The bike goes to the basement and I transition to a stationary fitness routine on the mag trainer. And even though I've been preparing for this for a couple of months, now, I'm still struggling with the sense of what I'm losing by having to following through with it.
Because, you know, the bicycle has been one of the few things that's gotten me out of the house, these last few months, and one of the most effective physical and mental health regimens I've ever been fortunate enough to have in my life.
But now I guess it's time to move on to what's next and to feel equally fortunate that there is, in fact, something that's next.
My best to everyone...
LPK
Dreamwidth
11.18.2020