
So I was going to title this post "the best feeling," when I realized that I couldn't put my finger on the actual best feeling. There are lots of best feelings; and this is one of them. Today, after a week of bad weather, being sick, and living indoors, I decided to go on a bike ride. I'm still getting better so I didn't want to push it. Today I wasn't going for speed or mileage; I just wanted to get out. And it felt
wonderful! The evening was beautiful; right before sunset. Snow still caps the mountains, but the temperature was perfect and the leaves have decided to stick around despite last week's snow. I rode a little ways up Slate Canyon and then across the foothills to the south. I love riding up a difficult hill, stopping at the top to admire my surroundings, and then flying back down (except for when I almost run over a big fat pheasant). It is definitely a good feeling.