Winter must be vanquished. Thankfully, it appears the gods are doing their job quite well. You can tell spring is almost here because:
- Spring training started (duh). And I am totally stoked for the regular baseball season to begin.
- The crocuses and daffodils are emerging.
- The forsythia is starting to bloom.
- I have finished reading my winter stack o’books. Mrs. Rootchopper gets me a couple of books every Christmas. Plus I add a few. This keeps me from doing insane things like riding my bike on icy roads.
- An historical novel set in the 2nd World War.
- A biography of Stonewall Jackson
- An account of the sinking of the Lusitania.
- A memoir of a solo bike ride around the world.
- A biography of Sam Cooke.
- I have a big pile of unread magazines that stacked up because of all the books.
- I can now ride to work much faster because I am not carrying a 600 page book.
- The Mule has been treated to its post-winter TLC at the bike shop.
- Big Nellie is on the streets. I don’t ride my recumbent in sub-freezing temperatures because its front wheel slides out on slippery surfaces.
- The wovel is looking forlorn and forgotten.
- Lance Mamilstrong is out on his bike with all his clones.
- The lawn mower has been prepped.
- The Errandonnee is underway.
- The Vasa ride is only a week away. (You should sign up. When you finish you get some soop.)
- Birds are making a serious amount of noise before sunrise.
- I have to refill the bird feeder much more frequently.
- My pants have done shrunk. (Need some long rides and hikes soon!)
- My allergies have knocked me for a loop.
- I want to feel sunlight on my face in a big way.
- The weatherman says there will be three 70-degree days this week. (Tears of joy.)
Did I miss any?
