Bright sunshine. No clouds. Jeez, not even any wind.
It must be heaven.
For cyclists, that is.
Time to ride an easy 40 near the Pacific and prep for bigger miles this weekend. Trusty Moots, show me the way.
Apologies in advance to any San Diego motorists on Friday afternoon commutes horrified by hairy white legs and post-Thanksgiving physique. Gotta start somewhere.