Dear J—
Yesterday was Bike to Work day here in the Bay Area and I took them at their word; 31-some odd miles later and three hours, being and old slow man trying to pace myself in lieu of the attempted sprint I try most mornings between Sunnyvale and Santa Clara. I was remarkably unwinded when I got there; the worst part was actually on Bay Trail, when I flew through clouds of gnats so thick that it felt like passing through rain. I probably could have gone a bit faster, but this all worked out quite well, though I admit there’s a heaviness in my legs this morning that I’m not fond of. Life, or what you make of it, right?
Mike
