My six-months-long case of too-busy-to-live disease is reaching a climax, and things should be better soon. In the meantime, I managed to sneak in a lunchtime ride up to Lexington Center on the Minuteman, temperatures in the low sixties, just cool enough to keep the trail from being hopelessly mobbed.
Overheard a little girl say to her father, "Can we take our bikes with us to Cape Cod?"
Summer's coming.
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