My idea of fun may be different than yours.I went for an easy ride yesterday and by chance hooked up with local legend and all around good guy, Mr. Wick. We hung for a few miles then went our separate ways, his way was fast and my way; not so much.
Today was the traditional Sunday morning Coffee and Lies rendezvous. In a rare show of prudence we started an hour later due to freezing temperatures and enough ice to justify the delay. I joined McWoodie, Big John, Feral Dave and the Pirate as we made our way around Mercer Island.
We weren't in a hurry, which meant my lack of fitness wasn't as noticeable as it could have been. Still Feral Dave and I opted for a pace the revealed our lack of insecurities.
We didn't set any records and for everyone else I am sure this was just another winter ride, but for me it was special. I've been on the sidelines for longer than I ever thought I would be and the ride and companionship was sweet.
As we finished an hour later than usual (remember the delayed start due to ice?) we got lucky and secured a table for pastries, coffee and lies. The day had finally warmed up but we were still glad to be in a warm place with hot drinks.
We discussed a range of stupid stuff including the upcoming super bowl. Before long life's obligations summoned us in different directions and we parted.
I am out of shape and my legs are tired. It feels good to be sore again.