I was laying in bed unable to sleep. The clock read 6:51 AM. Out the window, I can see a bright star. No way that the sky is clear. The forecasts all showed rain, much like Sunday, rain, rain, and more rain. I got up and took a look out the bathroom window. Indeed it was clear and not a cloud to be seen. I layed back down and tried to put the thought of riding out of my mind. At 7:14 AM, I had enough. I get up and go downstairs. On my way downstairs, Cassie joins me. I figure I will get my Trek ready to ride. I change my back tire that is showing treads from all of the riding on the trainer. I put a light on the seat post. I pump up the tires and lube the chain. After going back into the house, I look outside and clouds are creeping in. Surely the rain will come. I better just take a look at the weather. To my surprise, the weatherman says sporatic showers. Time to eat some breakfast, spend some time with the C and the kids, and head out around 10:30 AM. It had warmed up to a balmy 40 degrees.
I had not ridden the Trek in quite some time. I figure the roads where wet and I'd rather use it as a weather bike to take the winter abuse. The detent is the forks drove me nuts. When it is wet, I'd rather turn instead of lean. With the detent, the turns are leans. The handle bars seem to narrow and the crank arms I realized today are shortly so I spin more. All interesting differences that make me faster and more comfortable on the Specialized. Even with all of this, the ride was great! I hit 30 miles with 1700 feet of climbing in 2 hours. The sun was out and warm on my face. Too bad it didn't warm anything else up. There were many out running and walking but no other riders. I needed today's ride.
Although I complained yesterday about the rain, Oregon is proving a good place. I was sitting at the table eating with Colin. He seemed so happy, much like Cassie and Craig have been today. I believe part is due to the stability and knowing that we are not packing up in the next few weeks. Cassie even commented that this is the first year in several that we are not moving. She tries so hard to find continuity in her life by holding on to our family traditions, even more so this time of year. She continually reminds us what we have done in years past. Today's example, we always clean out the garage on Christmas eve. She is going to be our family historian. I am thankful for her and I am so proud of her. She finished the Book of Mormon yesterday for the first time. She is my early morning compadre. We get our chance to talk about different things, all early in the morning whether it be going to jazz band in the car or at the breakfast table before every one else gets up. I am rambling now. Let me finish by saying, it was a good day...and by wishing all of our family, friends (both new and old), and fellow bloggers a Merry Christmas - may all your dreams come true.
(Editor's note: Tito, get me a tissue. Jermaine, stop teasing!)
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