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I know.  It’s a bold entree for anything having to do with cycling.  But I think about it a lot.  Sunday’s ride added to the depth of my mortality in a number of ways and left me with a profound feeling of solitude that I haven’t felt in years.  This is not a bad thing as we all have a point that we must reach, a level that we must attain, an Everest we must climb.  Even if it is just the Causeway.

Conditions weren’t ideal when I left for the ride today and the weather reports were calling for freezing rain coming into the area about 2:30 from the south west.  That was the general wind direction today as well.  Just a breeze really and the flags we saw were lazily waving. Before leaving for the ride I attended to a few rituals getting the bike and my clothing in order.  I am sure you do something similar.  First, get the bike ready, a quick cleaning, gear check, air in tires, lubrication.  Also, a visual check of the weather, wind, temperature.  Then decide on which layers to wear, type of gloves and hat. I arrived at the downtown Bakehouse a little early as I like to do.  IU was playing today against a tough opponent.  So were we: route 446.