The snow and ice made cycling this winter a non-starter for me. When it was clear, I had no time. When I had time, it was too treacherous.Now that spring is here I got out for a nice 40-minute sprint on the bike. I upgraded the tires and pedals this winter on the trail bike. It is not a great bike, but it is good for riding the bike trails near me. They are generally smooth packed dirt and cinder, but there are enough craters and mud puddles to make it interesting. The hybridized bike I use works well for that sort of terrain.

There is nothing sweeter for an old man than passing a young guy on a ride. Sadly, it happens way too much. I’m in decent shape for an old man, but there’s still no excuse for losing to an old guy. On the way back I passed a guy on a hill and he could not have been 30 years old. He tried to keep pace, but he did not have the strength/stamina/will to do it. Five minutes after passing him I looked back and he was no where to be seen. I guess he quit. That I find depressing. You only get one youth and you should make the most you physically can of those years.

But, it still feels good to win, even as I approach dotage.