This morning I woke up at 5:30. I immediately hopped out of bed like a spry young man wanting to go physically exert himself so as to maintain his fit physique. Actually, Jessica said, “Did you hear that?” when the alarm went off. I did. I also wanted to immediately go back to sleep. However, I decided that if ever I was going to whip this last 25 pounds I’ve wanted to take off ever since I moved to Denver I was going to have to actually get out of bed and work out.

So I went riding and it was fantastic! The sun hadn’t really come up yet and so it was light but not overly bright, and the coolness of the night was still hanging around (the Denver region is rather diurnal). What a wonderful exercise bicycling is. I got to see lots of flowers, some ducks, cars, sidewalk and the Cherry Creek Reservoir [which doesn’t look as nasty from down here as it does from space, apparently]. Good times.