Sitting on the floor with the dogs, I had hoped to get out for a ride this afternoon but the 12-15mph winds outside are blocking that plan. It is officially fall and I’m bummed. The season of warm road rides and runs are over; in fact the high for the next two days are in the 40’s.
The weather here on the Palouse is either beautiful or heinous. Tis the season for manning up or simply exercising inside maintaining fitness for use in the spring, and I’m not mentally ready for that yet.
But now I sit here looking out the window at the tree leaves whipping around with a completely still houseplant in the foreground. I yearn to be less like the houseplant.