I'm really hungry, and it's not close enough to lunchtime yet. That means I'm probably coming down with a cold. This especially stinks because T is supposed to get his current cast off his ankle and get re-evaluated today. I was hoping he'd be able to start riding the bus again, which would let me finally stop driving and start riding again.
A good ride usually chases colds away, but tomorrow might not be soon enough. It may have a good hold on me by then. This winter has kind of been a drag; for one reason or another I've had to go a week or more not riding every day, several times, and it has resulted in me catching colds for the first time in a few years.