Finally, a day that feels like Spring. That means a day on the bike, the first ride of the season. It also means a day of a neck ache, saddle sores, and tired legs. And that means a good nap is also coming. All in all it is nothing to complain about. Being out of breath climbing out of the saddle on a steep hill with green legs means I can breathe. Thank you, Mitch for your blog yesterday to remind us to take it all in. Hope you are getting better every day. See you on the golf course.