Although Sunday started out nice, the rest of the week did not fair as well.
On top of the seemingly relentless rain and cold, which only allowed me to get out on the road Wednesday of this week (Monday and Friday I did spinning classes), hassles at work due to unreasonable customer requirements, and a long time friend and tandem/triple riding partner passing away yesterday, I would not call this a particularly good week.
But even in the midst of a hurricane, if you so happen to be in the eye, there always seems to be that one glimmer of optimism to be found [even for the consummate contrarian/pessimist that I am]. And today was such a day.
If you've read my "Current Mood" plug-in on the right, you'll note this day didn't start out that good either, but after forcing myself out on the bike (something that often perks me up) things started to turn around.
First off, Rene and Amy (part of the old gang) were on the ride today. That doesn't happen too often anymore, as Amy moved up north, and it's hard to get Rene motivated, to ride 17 miles south, when she's not around. But since Amy had a race tomorrow in LA, she made the 400 mile trip yesterday.
The ride was also relatively tame today (I guess no one wanted to push too hard since a lot of the guys were also racing tomorrow), enabling me to sit in with the first group. Something else that doesn't happen too often anymore.
Afterwards, we headed off for coffee and tea, and talked about all the goings on, and even reminiscing about the "good ole days".
All that would have been enough, but what really made the day was the view of the mountains as we rode home.
Although the picture from my bathroom window doesn't do the view justice [I gotta start carrying a camera with me when I ride], it's amazing for me when I think, while I live only 4 miles from the ocean, I can still look out my upstairs bathroom window, or walk about a mile to get an even more spectacular view, and see the snow covered mountains of Mount Baldy and Wilson.
I guess that's just one more reason making living in southern California so great, and it did manage to cap off the end of an otherwise bad week on a good note.
On top of the seemingly relentless rain and cold, which only allowed me to get out on the road Wednesday of this week (Monday and Friday I did spinning classes), hassles at work due to unreasonable customer requirements, and a long time friend and tandem/triple riding partner passing away yesterday, I would not call this a particularly good week.
But even in the midst of a hurricane, if you so happen to be in the eye, there always seems to be that one glimmer of optimism to be found [even for the consummate contrarian/pessimist that I am]. And today was such a day.
If you've read my "Current Mood" plug-in on the right, you'll note this day didn't start out that good either, but after forcing myself out on the bike (something that often perks me up) things started to turn around.
First off, Rene and Amy (part of the old gang) were on the ride today. That doesn't happen too often anymore, as Amy moved up north, and it's hard to get Rene motivated, to ride 17 miles south, when she's not around. But since Amy had a race tomorrow in LA, she made the 400 mile trip yesterday.
The ride was also relatively tame today (I guess no one wanted to push too hard since a lot of the guys were also racing tomorrow), enabling me to sit in with the first group. Something else that doesn't happen too often anymore.
Afterwards, we headed off for coffee and tea, and talked about all the goings on, and even reminiscing about the "good ole days".
All that would have been enough, but what really made the day was the view of the mountains as we rode home.
Although the picture from my bathroom window doesn't do the view justice [I gotta start carrying a camera with me when I ride], it's amazing for me when I think, while I live only 4 miles from the ocean, I can still look out my upstairs bathroom window, or walk about a mile to get an even more spectacular view, and see the snow covered mountains of Mount Baldy and Wilson.
I guess that's just one more reason making living in southern California so great, and it did manage to cap off the end of an otherwise bad week on a good note.
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