I was a genius and forgot to bring anything warm to Minnesota. To Minnesota Am I crazy? For all I know, the temperature is going to drop forty degrees right now, hail will come screaming down, and a twister will follow. Then again, I may have lucked out, because look at all the weather forecaster seems to know:
Seems to know being the operative phrase, I suppose. Did I just jinx myself? Well, good thing I don’t believe in superstition. Anyway, loving the weather and the roads out here. They all seem smoother and easier since the last time I was back. I think those are telling signs that, 1) I really do need to get out of Chicago, and 2) I must actually (I hope) be stronger than I was in high school.
Yes, except for Main Street Hill in my hometown. That’s still as hard as ever. I checked that out—the finishing circuit climb for Nature Valley’s queen stage—and it was still crazy hard. It’s really steep, then it gets steeper. And steeper. Ouch. It’ll be hard to make myself do that four times over (after 80 windy miles already) when I do the whole route on Saturday. (And, yes, I know I just said “hard” about million times in the same paragraph. Give me a break, I’m tired!)
