So, I rode in the mid-afternoon instead of waiting until 5, so that I can meet friends at La Cucaracha for dinner.
The downside to riding on this sort of dreary, cold day? My toes are numb, still, 45 minutes after my leisurely-paced 28-mile ride. The bright side? Pretty empty trails. I took a photo of the deserted Cedar Lake Trail, approaching Mpls from the west. Here's also a photo of the weeping willow by the park by my house (looking toward downtown from the south) - a sign that spring truly is finally on its way!
Another sure sign? Some moron guy and similarly moronic girl, running shirtless (guy) and in a sports bra (girl) along the cool river when, at most, it was 45 degrees without factoring in the 10 mph wind from the north. They did have shorts on, too, but still...
Minnesotans are hearty people.
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