Not too sure what happened today.

I got in a solid long run at the lake. Really felt strong, and ran with one of my best running buddies, whom is one of my best friends. Witness the paradox of the running life.

I came back, cleaned the apartment a bit (I am anal retentive in my private life too!)

I then decided to try a ride, in a city I have no idea how to go about navigating. Then it happened.

I began to haul a$$. Without even trying. Just started to cruise, laughing in the wind, and flying in between cars and the like. Singing fun, fun fun.

I have given up coffee, to exhibit fiscal restraint. But I did buy some Diet Mountain Dew. I drank two cans earlier in the day, with lunch. I have been going to strength cycling classes at my gym, which perhaps helped - But holy mackerel, I quite literally felt invisible.

Maybe cycling does have a deeper purpose after all. But I still don’t know what happened today, and I like that.