There is something just wrong about scraping ice off your windshield to go ride a bicycle.

(I rode from home, but if you saw my driveway you'd know why I drive to the end of it and park by the mailbox.)

First ride in almost three weeks, and it'd been two weeks the time before that. Family obligations, travel, early sunsets, weather. Plus my legs were still sore from my run on Tuesday. So I was dog slow. But it was a nice day, some fall color still left, wool kept me warm 45 miles.