24 February 2008

Impromptu Ride!

What a spectacular day...in rare fashion, Michigan managed to produce a lovely Sunday afternoon in February. And, what better way to enjoy it than a bike ride with some friends!

MC...my personal hero, and resident mayor of Velo City...decided to call an impromptu ride based on the weather forecast. Rather than 3 hours of indoor suffering on a trainer ride, we were treated to a rare day of clear roads (mostly) and sunny skies! What a great day.

Group was pretty big and included a variety of riders...most of whom were MUCH faster than me. So, naturally, the group split shortly after we got started. I managed to stay with the fast group (averaged around 18mph) for the first 3/4 of the ride, but eventually got dropped. Luckily, Berger took mercy on me and stuck around to keep me company for the rest of the ride home. In any case...it was a thoroughly enjoyable ride.

After the ride MC put together some impromptu hospitality...chips and salsa, hot cider, frosty cold soft drinks, and some fancy schmancy chocolate. It was good to be out, good to see the sun, and good to spend some time spinning on a road instead of on a trainer.

Now, it's time to hunker down for another month of winter. I'd love to be optimistic and believe that this weekends weather was an indicator of the start of spring. But, I know better. We're already under a winter storm watch for Tuesday. So, this was a short respite...but, a well deserved one.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

You sure do talk a lot about this MC. Who is this so called mayor of velocity?

MC said...

Trust me......he's a figment of Ross' imagination...not to mention his own.

There is no "MC".

Never was.

Never will be.

And we're better off that way.

Anonymous said...

MC is the black hand, he is the man called Thursday, he is the man behing the curtain, he Kaiser Sose, he is Tyler Durden, he is the twisted alter-ego of a man named Ross.

ceningolmo said...

MC exists...I know he exists because on more than one ocassion I have clung desparately to his back wheel as he towed my slow, fat, out of shape behind back up to the group.

Santa, Easter Bunny, and The Great Pumpkin...they've all spent time in MC's slipstream at one time or another.