When I was in college and could afford to go to bed late I enjoyed going out for the occasional night ride after died down. Whipping the city on a fixed when it's dark and quiet was a lot of fun. Now a days in Utah where I trust the drivers less and have a Job early in the morning, I don't think I'd dare.
60 minutes today with 45 minutes of sweet spot. Had a few moments where the lungs were giving up on me. Still coughing from being sick and doing everything to get over it.
Then met up with a friend who flew into slc for a beer and dinner. Ordered the Full suspension Pale Ale. I've never had a beer with a bike on the label that I don't like. Off season!