Ok, it kind of freaks me out that I was wearing sweaters and shivering last week and today I'm running around shirtless.
The warm weather brings back the possibility of motorcycling back--and I move once again into the world of choice and risk. I have to choose which of my fossil fuel burning Hondas I'm going to use to run around town, I have to choose whether I'm going to ride in or ride on, and I'm once again obsessively checking the weather so I can mitigate my risk of riding in the rain.
Today I'm a rider, and I'm gonna go get the bike out of my basement.