Got on the real bike today, and it was a few days past the first time I rode last year. I can’t remember the last time I rode, but it was probably near the end of October. So before I could go anywhere, I first had to wipe the cobwebs off the Trek and put a bunch of air in the tires. While I was doing that, I was also charging the flashing taillight; for whatever reason, the headlight still had some juice.
After all that, I set out on the path to my favorite coffee shop, Stomping Gounds, for a muffin and the usual latte. As soon as I turned east on Sandy Blvd, I was met by a mean ol’ headwind. I guess it was 10-12 MPH, so I quickly rethought my usual route, which involves a little over 3 miles of a paved trail going due east. Instead of getting on that, I just rode around some neighborhoods and through a wooded section of a local park before riding back uphill (traveling south) to breakfast.
When I got to Stomping Grounds, I checked my weather app, and sure enough, it was showing 10 to 12 miles per hour winds from due east.