The world has a smell

And it is Glade Lilac Air Freshener. Except worse. More lilac-y. A little bit of lilac goes a long way, but this is not the weekend when there’s a little bit of lilac. Just had a splendid ride out Nassau and Burden Lake way, 52km of decent rollers, one of those rides that’s about an hour and 15 out, 45 minutes back, and though the wind was a little fierce, I was feeling strong and came in at a crazy 25.9 kph average (crazy for this old man, anyway, and that’s 16 mph in the hills for those of you philistines who still see the metric system as some kind of French/Communist plot). (I was at a solid 26.0 before the final 2.5k climb, which I ripped to keep my numbers up.) That’s a good day in the saddle. Not that, other than days with flats, there are any bad days in the saddle.