Spring Classics anyone?

Not too motivated this morning — not too surprised, sports fans? Big Red meandered west and decided to meet his wife where she teaches crochet. The urban, trail ride felt a little like a Paris-Roubaix ride though there weren’t any cobbles. The change in pace and route not to mention legs after a day off, made for a fun ride — a little Greenway, a little jag through Old Salem, and a little jig through downtown. Pretty soon I was heading out Runnymeade Road.
Runnymeade is one of those great tree lined and azalea packed park/roads. In the spring, it’s my favorite.

It wasn’t a long ride, but it was fun.