I have known about a local cycling group, Fremont Freewheelers for a while. I have read up on them and even talked with a few people that are members. Introducing myself, BY myself, to an established group of cyclists was not something I was dying to do. But, I prepared myself to do just that, this morning. The Tuesday morning group ride meets at 9:00 a.m., less than a mile from my house. I checked the schedule last night to make sure the ride was still on their schedule, and it was. There is nothing saying "rain or threat of rain cancels" for this particular ride. Some say this and some rides say "rain or shine". We had rain here during the night but when I woke up at 7:30, the sky was clear and it was no longer raining.
So, I get ready and ride over to the parking lot, arriving at 8:52. This is what I see:
That's okay. I hit the road for a 25 mile ride, solo. When I got home I sent an email to the president of the cycling group to find out what happened. By the way, it's still not raining as I type this,
Yesterday was a much happier day. When I woke up, I knew I wanted to go for a run. I gathered up my ever so faithful running companion, Boomer and headed to the Alameda Creek Trail for a 60 minute run. I wanted to park at the beginning of the trail this time, just for a change of scenery. As I was driving up Mission I thought, wonder how Garin is today? Even though I had my road running shoes on, I figured what the heck! I kept driving up Mission to the Garin parking lot. Oh, I was so happy to be running there. THIS is "how Garin was" yesterday.
Until later.............