Today was a really nice day and perfect riding weather. Hubby told me this morning he was going to ride for a bit if he got the tire changed out. I needed to catch some sleep, so I figured he’d do that then we’d go riding this afternoon.

WRONG. I slept until almost dark. I woke up to my phone ringing off the hook…my mom calling me wanting me to look up some info on fibromyalgia. That’s when I realized both Hubby and the bike were gone, so I’m glad he got to enjoy the nice weather. It looks like it’s going to be 74 tomorrow, so I might try to get in some ride time. This is probably one of the last warm days we’ll have before spring. I have a feeling it’s going to be a rough winter.