Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Layers of Happiness

Geared up bright and early. Out the door at 5:40am. Raining and cold but no hesitation. Face feels cold from the wind. Smiling by the end of the block. Singing out loud to what on the mp3. Houses are dark. Trusty steel single speed reminds my legs what it means to spin. Body heat tells me I have too many layers.


Do it again with less layer.