So, I decided NOT to attend my Tuesday evening circuit class at the gym. I was just feeling ... blah. Not feeling the love.
While leaving the locker room, heading for my bike, I ran into a friend of mine - my old commuting partner who doesn't ride anymore since his near-fatal accident two and a half years ago. We chatted. He asked me if I was on my new bike. I was. He wanted to see it, so we walked down to the lower parking level to the lockers, where my bike is parked. (Terry doesn't ride anymore, but he'll talk non-stop about getting this bike or that bike.)
While down there, 4 biking friends showed up to get their bikes. It was a regular biker party at the lockers! They were all groovin' on my bike's fish stickers and the team sticker.
Twenty minutes of test rides, catching up, different ways to utterly geek out the bike and the body. It was pretty funny. I left feeling much better for blowing off my circuit class!