Cycling-Sarah, her husband and I got together for our usual Sunday morning ride. It was the coldest day for me so far, in the mid 20s when I left. I almost decided not to go, but once on the bike, I felt great. I was extra peppy for some reason. I really like the cold. I rode around 36 miles.

At the end of the ride, a herd of deer crossed the road in front of me. I could hear them running along side me in the tall beach grass, and it was a little nerve wracking. It's the most active time of year for deer accidents. Getting hit by one while riding would not be good (though it would make this post a little more exciting ).