Damp
There was enough rain that no one else from the club wanted to come cycling this morning. It was supposed to be ten degrees, but in fact it was only 5-6 degrees, according to my bike computer. Nevertheless, I had shorts on, the fisrt time this year, and I wasn't cold. Or maybe a little, but not my legs. I wore my Sealskin gloves and my hands stayed 100% dry so that was great. My feet got wetter and wetter though, due to the rain running off my legs.
I thought that I would have the woods to myself, but to my surprise there were all sorts of dog walkers, groups of people running and walking. Not a mountain biker to be seen, though.
The damp conditions meant that the mosses showed up beautifully on the tree trunks. I remembered learning once that moss grows on the North side of trees, and sure enough, as I swept through the woods, that did indeed seem to be the case.
Last week, I was still recovering from the flu, and quite weak. It was great to find that today I seemed to have recovered a bit of power in my legs. With all the mud around, that was needed, as well.
