Tis the Holiday Season

So. There I was standing in the spin room of the bike shop, decked out in spandex, shoes on and chit chatting with the guy setting up the audio/visual equipment.
Setting up my bike, blabber blabber blabber. Paying no attention to the weird looks I was presently receiving....
Then, I felt it. Yup. Old habits die hard, because one does most certainly not need a helmet on while riding indoors.

Luckily only the first few times back in the water felt like this.

Being our first winter season in Colorado, I must say this is not what I had in mind.
Yesterday we had our first real "snow" in the springs. I eagerly put on all that cold-weather gear that never gets any love these days and headed out into the blustery 19 degrees. Between the fresh fallen snow and the 30 mph gusts it was no surprise to have the trails to myself.
No footprints, no mountain bikers squeeling up behind me and no yippy dogs on their daily jaunt.
It was so peaceful. Until mile 3 when my checks were stuck in a perma-smile.
A frozen perma-smile. Trying to frown physically hurt my frozen skin.
Finished up the run, thawed out, chomped a banana and went to the pool with Justin.

However, where did this start? Oh yes, back to Colorado weather.
Today, 50 degrees, blue skies and little to no trace of any snow.
Crazy. I kinda like it.

Got in my 1:10 trail run at Garden of the Gods this afternoon, a significantly over-dressed 1:10 - but good just the same.

Currently, I am giving my very best effort to make a roasted chicken dinner. Complete with roasted yams and fresh seasoned green beans.
So far, the smells from the oven are not those of death, and there are no smoke alarms sounding.
The dog has also not retreated to the farthest corner of the house. Which she does on occasion.
I will take these as good signs.

Quote of the day:
You have brains in your head.
You have feet in your shoes.
You can steer yourself
any direction you choose!"
--Dr. Suess

Here's to peace, wool socks & new music,
Aubrey