And the town is quiet.
It has warmed up enough that I did not have to wear the heavy gloves but there is still ice on the ground.
Just needed to share the radness of riding across town on empty cobbled streets, on my gucci race bike, in street clothes. I was up early to deal with some car trouble and meet a mechanic for a jump. It went faster than expected and I rode around town to the co-op for a loaf of fresh bread stuffed in my jacket for the ride home.
Living the life. Got my own big apartment with a view.
Was up late last night gluing tyres on the new wheels.
Reading the latest Rouler mag with my coffee and toast.