It's been a busy week here at the workplace. However, yesterday afternoon it looked like the workday was winding down and a plan to ride in the crisp night air was formed. Then the memory of the broken light bracket came to mind. Hmmm...would the red blinking light be safe enough for a ramble through the neighborhoods? Then other things come to mind...like chores and errands and...well...maybe rest would be good for the body.
There was no ride. Instead, there were errands and left-over pizza. There wasn't much pizza left...so what then? Then, the freezer door was opened and the pint of ice cream that had been resisted for weeks was assaulted.
Instead of a fat-burning ride to help both mind and body, there was pizza and ice cream.