I hadn't ridden all week because of work and the cold weather. SO, this morning I woke up early (time change) and it was already up to 50 degrees! DH wouldn't be home until the afternoon, and I couldn't resist a nice quiet Sunday morning--so I headed out for a road ride from our neighborhood. I tried to take it easy, but my legs weren't listening. Riding by myself, I got to thinking. I passed the spot where I turned around on my first road with DH--in tears, because he was disappearing into the horizon and I didn't think the highway outer road was all that scenic and fun. Now I enjoy the challenge of the hills and opportunity to get spinning up to a faster speed than riding on the park path! Good ride