Another stolen day

It's January--January. Typically when you think January you think cold, snow, running on a treadmill biking on your trainer. We stole another one today. 56 miles in 48-50 degree temperatures. It was very nice, a bit breezy in parts but otherwise a long, hilly ride on quiet roads. Well, quiet except for the very large arms fire. The Marines were out in force with some enormous weaponry that cause fog-like smoke and sent vibrations through your rib cage. A bit more startling then the small arms fire we have become accustomed to.

Tomorrow, a trifecta. A run, swim and time in the weight room.