We live near a bike path that is a retired and converted railroad line. It links to over a hundred miles of scenic, continuous bike trails through the Wisconsin countryside. Today, we took our first real ride of the year, about 8 miles. I'm so proud of Sylvia. Last year she would have still been in the trailer beside Ayla, and this year she pedaled the whole way.
Our destination, four miles out and four miles back, was a stop for ice cream and a playground, but we may have stopped at other places along the way to soak up some of the intermittent sunshine.
Mmmmmm, other day of momentum. I'll take it and be grateful.