I like to ride my bike.I went up into the canyon last Saturday
for the first time since November.
I figured the snow had melted enough for me to get through.
It was a great ride!
This morning I rolled out of bed and headed up the canyon.
It was different this time.
It seemed to be so much colder.
I thought about the pioneers who had their toes amputated.
Ben saw me come up the driveway after my ride
and met me in the garage.
He noticed the water in my bottle had frozen.
Pretty much, that's how I felt, too.
Next week, I'll look at the thermometer before I go.
And I'll wear two pair of socks.
