I was going to write about how beautiful it was this morning, but I fear that I’d just sound like a broken record. That said, while it was really, really cold, it was a very, very nice morning.
Duffy wanted to sleep in for a few extra minutes, which meant that I showered first, which also meant that I got an early start to the day. I typically leave the house right around 6:00 in the morning (I get into the office, then, between 7:00 and 7:15 — depending on how hard I’m pushing myself and how much luck I have with lights), but I started pedaling closer to 5:30 this morning. This is just slightly before sunrise – meaning that I actually had to use my headlamp to aid my visibility (I typically put it on “flash” so that I know people can see me).
A few unexpected things about coming in earlier:
- the Purina plant hasn’t opened yet, meaning that I don’t have to smell dog food as I pass
- all of the breakfast places seem to make super-large quantities of bacon first thing in the morning, so the stomach growls early
- the big dog who I am convinced can pull free from his chain hasn’t been put out in the yard yet
Mmmmmm, bacon.
Anyway — I am still wearing those silly little tattoo arm warmers (yeah, mom, I’ll work on a picture for you), but I also wear a very, very loud orange reflective (and wicking!) shirt. This is on top of the flashing headlamp and blinking rear light. Apparently, drivers can see me as much as half a mile away, if I am to believe the stoplight conversations . . . I actually went so far as to get a lined vest and a bomber jacket made of the same super-reflective material for times when things are even colder than they are these days . . . being seen is important – especially at sunrise.
