For the Love of Biking

Someone's had a little fun with a standard “Share the Road” sign.

My ride buddy and I agreed to a later start; overnight showers had left the roads slick. It was chilly and breezy; wear my wool jersey, or not?

Once we were moving, I regretted my decision; wool would have been cozy.

A cyclist doing hill repeats on Mt. Eden passed us (more than once; sigh). My legs were feeling it; I decided to try a little roller-coaster bypass to get to Pierce; I'm not sure it's a win, but maybe if I had been more confident I would have carried enough speed up the hill. Shifting into my lowest gear also might have helped. [Duh.] Focused on the detour, I neglected to use my two lowest gears.

26 miles, 1,600 feet of climbing ... I love to bike. [But, you knew that.]