May 11, 2015
My day off. Precious. There's a small agony in choosing the best spent time. This is the first Monday for 11 weeks that I don't leave for Detroit at 5:30pm. Class is finished just in time for the woman's Monday biking group. Tonight:18-20 miles. (Geez, can't they ease into it a bit?) I thought I would go. I doubted I would go. I wanted to, and I didn't. At 4:30pm it thundered and I was relieved it would be cancelled. At the start time, 6:30, it was sunny. but I was dedicated to staying home.