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Cold days in March...

That cold snap has hit and temps this morning were in the 30's with a brisk wind. I was having to take Mother to the Doctor anyway but I wouldn't have been able to ride without bundling up pretty good. It is more fun to ride unencumbered than to ride in a parka! The forecast looks cold for Saturday morning. I had got Melanie to agree to say late by a few hours so I could ride the Woodland Calhoun 100 and then come to work. I doubt Paul will be interested in a cold morning ride! But who knows. I really hope we don't get a similar cold wave for the Bike Safari like we had the first few days of last year's event. That would be really uncomfortable for Bev and David.

I don't know what I will do. I may just dress warmly and try to ride anyway. The next 2 mornings are cold and I could get out and give it a try. The fact I have to begin riding so early is tough as well. If I could wait for a warm up, then it wouldn't be so bad. On the other hand, I have braved much colder temps when I was fishing, hunting, and especially when we went to Yellowstone that year!

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