I knew going into the month of January that riding would be an uphill battle. Just the way the calendar fell with meetings, my job, routes that I had to run and other things would make getting out on Kimmie tough. The cold snap and subsequent bout of winter flu I had did not make the situation any easier.
So here I am pouring over the forecast at weather.com like it's a proverbial treasure map, trying to determine if and when I can do any riding over the next three days. The temperature was perfect today although there was a high chance of me getting wet going in. Over the weekend the temperature would be falling but it appeared to be dry.
It was not so much the cold that scares me as the chance of rain. Sure, I've ridden in rain before and this being Florida, I would again. With a bit of a hacking cough and memories of my last accident still in my mind riding is less than ideal conditions concerns me.
It's funny how something that happened just over two years ago still plays in my head. The accident exposed some other problems that I'm not going to go into. It was nothing life threatening or overall that serious...but it did remind me that I am, in fact, mortal. That little accident kept me off the bike till May. Susan's ongoing medical issues have played into that as well.
In 2015 it was a combination of bad timing, bad weather, bad decisions that kept me off of Kinnie. I was not going to let the new year start off the same come hell or high water. Plus I wanted to build up to some longer rides planned for later in the year. I needed to ride.
It's time to ride.
**EDIT** I didn't get out Friday or Saturday due to previous commitments. Now the bike is not turning over. I'm hoping it's related to the current cold snap.