I've been fighting a case of the blahs, but I got out for a nice eight today. It was about 60 but cloudy and damp, and it started raining toward the end of my loop. I saw a propane truck stuck in the mud. Reminded me of when the propane truck tried to back down our lane (bad idea) and wound up in the ditch.

My neighbor passed me about half a mile from home and offered me a ride. Like I wasn't out there on purpose.