Why are there two bikes on the car, but only one front wheel in the back? How was it possible that I loaded the bike, but forget her wheel? She forgave me. We walked down to the river, watched it roll by for a while, then came home. Oh well.
Smoke, smoke and more smoke. It seems like the entire West is on fire. While I'm grateful to be safe, and grateful that my home isn't threatened, I'm missing my riding. It seemed like it was the one thing I could do during this pandemic to keep myself sane. And now that's on hold as well. It may be time to bring the trainer inside and give that a try. But riding a trainer is nothing like riding outside and feeling the wind in your face, the vibration of wheels on the road, the joy of cresting a hill, and the delight of descending the hill you climbed.