A beautiful day in Febuary never felt so good. Shorts were used to battle the unseasonalably warm temps and the Barmitts were removed, just for the day, for fear of my hands melting off. Yeah literally.
With a lot on my mind the ride felt like it went pretty fast but that's not what the clock said. Hours ticked by, music filled my ears and the wind nearly knocked me over a handful of times. I'll take anyday like this, even better if it's in the dead of a Wisconsin winter.
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