Canadian training
After a week of lovely weather, my training ride this morning was less lovely. Pelting snow bits stung my face, gusting winds buffeted my bike in all directions, and once we reached the top of the escarpment, we were met with a winter wonderland. Freezing water from the road sprayed up my back as I ate the "rooster tail" from the rider I was following. Ah, the joys of riding in Canada. The coffee tasted extra good today.
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