#keep riding

See you, dear

“Go for it.”

Harry’s deep voice floated into Kate’s ears and covered her in goosebumps. She stepped forward toward the man, her hands grabby at his clothes that she hadn’t expected to see. Her fingers tugged at the hem of his t-shirt before yanking it over his head and throwing it to the floor of the small living room. Kate could feel the air around them growing hot with one swift move - her cheeks were surely pink, the color only flushing darker when she looked down between them and noticed the bulge in his joggers. “Hm.” she hummed and bit her lip before looking up to Harry coyly and palming his cock through the soft fabric, “Y’want me that bad?”

70-80 year old cycling legends meet weekly to conspire against the ageing process...

Not that long ago when I saw snow on the north shore mountains I would dust off the skis and boots and look for discounts on lift tickets.  It was skiing that first tweaked my knee but I was able to ski after that.  We got our kids on skis and had some really special moments. Then a stupid accident at work later and likely age doomed that limb to be unable to ski, or run or walk very far.

After the last storm there is now lots of snow on the mountains. The peaks are white and you can see the runs facing south well defined by white.  Whistler resort is sending me messages that they may open early.  So rather than get excited about a thing I used to love, I get ready to put my head down for some “hard times”.  That is winter riding.

A typical winter bike ride is wet, cold and unpleasant if not downright nasty.  I should say that those are the conditions we ride in.  The overall experience is good.  That is not masochism.  At least I think it isn’t.  A ride out to Iona in winter is with lots of wind and driving rain.  Speed and PBs are not going to happen!  I keep saying that every ride ends with you wet and dirty be it winter or summer.  Just different wet and different dirt.  When I was commuting I did not think about the conditions as I just had to get to work.  I knew it would not last long and that let me put the discomfort out of my head.  The good side of a winter ride is the simple satisfaction that you did it.   It is very satisfying.

It is good to earn your comfort.  A hot shower after being very cold it a pleasure in itself.  A warm drink same thing.  I have lived in places where the cold air hurt and was dangerous.  It is not dangerous cold here on the coast. The newspaper just had an article on people back east that ride through the winter in the snow.  Apparently it is getting more popular.  They get special tires and proper bikes.  Snow happens here, but not enough to warrant a special bike for me.  I do not ride in snow or ice. 

Maybe it is the winter riding that gets me through the “Why the F#@k am I doing this” moments.  Almost anything I get into I have already been through worse.  It is not fun in itself, it is a path to it though.  I know people who have nice bikes that they hang on a wall and admire the beautiful lines of the Carbon fiber.  They do not ride in “marginal” conditions if much at all.  To each their own.  I muddle through the winter to keep what I worked hard to build.