Early February, 70 degrees, sunshine, no wind … perfect riding conditions, and yet I was somehow out of rhythm. It was my first “shorts” ride of the new year, and I took off on a northerly route, picking off some new-to-me gravel roads on the border of Allen and Anderson Counties.
An hour or so out, I realized that I didn’t have my wallet with me, so I spent the rest of the ride wondering if I’d left it at home, or had lost it along the way. (It turned out to be the former, thankfully).
Somewhere along the line I also noticed that I forgot my wristwatch, so had to rely on the phone for time checks.
At one point, I stopped along the way to check for a geocache. Never did find it, but managed to lose my eyeglass mirror in tall grass. Spent the rest of the ride feeling a bit blind. Aggravating.
With the unexpected warmth, and no money to purchase provisions along the way, I ran out of water, and had to do the last ten miles or so without.
So all in all, it was a disconcerting ride. But pretty, and I got in a half-century. Strava activity.