I think I might be about done biking. Perhaps I’ll fit in another trip or two, so I can feel I made it into the third trimester. I could probably still handle it physically (though not easily) and would give it a go on a warm, sunny day.
But it’s been in the 50s upon waking the past few days. I’m not interested in bundling up and then navigating the roads as an extra roly-poly cyclist. I also get a bit more sleep when I take the train instead, which is an attractive benefit at this point.
Despite the brand new bike mirror I had installed last week, which I’m very excited about, I think the bike is likely to sit in the garage for the remainder of the next six months or so. See you on the other side.