Last Sunday, I did a 16 mile bike ride. Sure, the sun was out, and the air was refreshing, but it was nothing but cold. I've been riding my bike all winter in my basement on a pair of rollers, and though it's kept me in decent biking condition, it's just not fun anymore. I need to ride outside--I need that sunshine, that vitamin D, that warmth I vaguely remember from seasons past.
I'm a big believer in visualization--in seeing myself finishing a race or accomplishing a goal. I keep visualizing myself mountain biking with my son. It's one of my favorite things to do, and I want to do it now. Soon, the weather will turn, and the sun will come out, and the snow will melt, and it will be warm once again. Soon.
Here's a photo of my son, Evan, when we last went mountain biking in the Southern Kettle Morain.