Biking home from work last night, I was looking forward to the day when my route would finally be free of ice. Seems that each time the pavement is close to clear I wake up the next day to another snow storm. Today we drove into work. Outside, the sprinkles became snow, which continued falling until after 8pm.
I love winter cycling. I love riding across the ice on my studded tires. I love biking through the woods on the snow-covered trails. But I'm done. I want to ride a lighter bike. I want the silence of smooth tires on the pavement.
The pussywillows are opening on the trees in my yard. I made it home last night without using my headlamp. It shouldn't be long now. I'm ready for spring.
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