Last Thursday it was in the 40's. I rode in tights and winter boots. On Friday, I swapped those for shorts and short sleeves. I rode to some friend's house for drinks, carrying flip flops and a sundress in my frame bag.
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.
The sun and 70's stayed on Saturday so I ventured into Wisconsin to take advantage of the hillier, better maintained roads. I even escaped the wind while I was there. Of course as soon as I crossed the river back into MN I was given the opportunity to practice riding into a headwind.....for three hours.
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.
Sunday brought more adventures and a lot of bridges. Seven bridge crossings later, I can now say I've conquered my fear of riding across bridges with a side wind.
Since the weather forecast for later in the week is back to 40's and rain, today I decided to adopt my "just one more" attitude again, but this time I was taking advantage of just one more day of sunny and 70. I swapped Sam and her skinny tires out for Chili Uno and her fatter ones and found a place with trails dry enough for some riding.
Of course that didn't keep me from ending up laying in the creek.
Yes, somehow I managed to crash in that tiny little creek. Apparently just because a creek is skinny doesn't mean it's shallow. I attempted to ride confidently across and instead proceeded to flip over the handlebars and into the water. My feet probably would've stayed drier if I'd just walked across. The rest of me definitely would've. At least no one saw this act of gracefulness. Well, at least not anyone close enough for me to hear their laughter.
Hopefully tomorrow I can sneak in just one more before the rain hits!
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