Spring might have finally arrived in Boston; and I, always fashionably late, am just trying to start this whole "training" thing.
It's probably sort of misguided, having only 1.5 bikes, both being fixed. There's really no way I'm going to be able to keep up with anything with gears. But, I figure, I might as well try.
So I'm adding a few miles here and there, sprinting as hard as I can for as long as I can [or until cars and potholes force me to slow down], and trying to perfect the Lance Armstrong method of climbing mountains/owning everyone around me. All mostly because the thought of seeing two friends from school all kitted out is way too good to pass up. And if I'm going to get any pictures of them while they ride, I better be able to keep up.
Of course this means that I've been forgetting to take decent/good/interesting pictures these days. I'm blaming the weather for today - it's dreary out with light rain showers sprinkled throughout the day. That's not conducive to picture-taking.
Still, any window these days is distracting enough that I'm choosing to study in the dank darkness of the library basement. It might be dreary out, but it's perfect weather for riding. Warm enough to make me feel guilty about not riding enough, and just the right amount of cool wind to keep me from being a sloppy, sweaty mess by the end of my ride.
Man, I can't wait to get back on the bike today...!