Welcome to spring in Minnesota.
It's hard to convince my brain that it's ok to wear shorts when I'm riding by lakes still filled with ice.
I could've sworn I never had the wind at my back, but then does anyone ever really notice when the wind is at her back?
Since it felt like summer, we ended the day by having our first ghetto bonfire of the season, complete with redneck drinks.
Hopefully tomorrow I can sneak in just one more before the rain hits!