After looking at the projected temperatures and windspeeds for this morning, I opted to go out to breakfast with Beth and let her drop me off at work. We had a wonderful morning together but it’s kinda funny how I kept second-guessing myself.  I’d stick a finger to the wind and think, “Hmmm, maybe it would have been an OK morning to ride… ” and as we drove the route I would have ridden, I’d comment on how I thought I probably could have made it in just fine. Too funny.

So, yesterday just may have been my last commute of the year — but certainly NOT my last ride.