sometimes you have to stop and smell the chamois butter
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Take a close look at this photo. It's the middle of February and I'm wearing shorts. If this photo wasn't black and white, I'm afraid those pasty chicken sticks would make the goth crowd proud. It was a balmy 61 degrees with nice chunks of sunshine.
These are the days that make me even more psyched to live in such an amazing place. I was only out for about an hour and a half, but it was time spent pedaling in spring-like weather.