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It was cold in my room today probably because it was cold outside.  I wore my Tevas with a skort.  By lunch I was freezing.  All I wanted was socks.  A wonderful colleague (J), who always takes care of me, went to the nurse and returned with white socks with polkadots.  I taught my last two classes with the socks and without the shoes.  My rule following colleague said I was a bad example.  She should come in my room during announcements.  I'm a super bad example.  Unfortunately, I'm not a rule follower and am a fairly poor role model.  Anyway, when it was time to go home, I left the socks and added my Tevas.  Since I didn't need to stop anywhere on the way home, I felt safe.

When I returned home, the inside temperature was 67º and the wind was 19 mph.  I decided to turn on the furnace, layer up, and go for a bike ride while the inside temperature rose to 73º.  I use MapMyRide to map my miles and check my mph.  My ride was only a little over eight miles, but I rode into the wind, so I could ride with the wind on the way home.  When I stopped to help a fellow biker with directions (don't laugh), I paused the session and noted that I did decent against the wind.  As I arrived home, I was supes excited to check my mph with the wind, but I had forgotten to restart the session.  Dang!  I think I was quite fast.

Another note from today's ride.  Every biker that I met gave me a big smile.  Bikers are a weird community (not as weird as cross country skiers but weirder than runners).  I think everyone felt so good to be braving the elements that they smiled at fellow bikers doing the same.  When I stopped to help the cute 20-something, I was amazed that he was all happy in his long-sleeved shirt and shorts while I was a bit miserable in my full length tights and layers.  The good news is I now have 50º biking clothes figured out.

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LH said…
I hopped into a store this morning for some pitch in food and was surprised to see all the pumpkins glowing in the morning supermarket light.

Fall is on its way.

Way to welcome it in style.
8:15 PM
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