I hadn’t pedaled two blocks from home today when I began to wonder why I had decided to bike to work in such chilly weather. I’ve biked to work on a few colder days, but today I felt it through my whole body.
I haven’t pushed my body like this since I was in high school. Some days my body pushes back and I’ve learned it’s best to listen when that happens.
I’d rather bike when the sun is out and the roads are dry, neither of which come to mind when you think of Seattle.
But yet there’s a satisfaction in knowing I didn’t turn back.