I\’ve always been a morning lark. At any rate, I seem to be one. But at times I question that.

Last Friday, while I was still on vacation, I intended to go out around 6 am on the road bike; then ride the hybrid to the grocery store around 8:00. I shut off the alarm clock and fell asleep again. I wasn\’t awake enough to get up until 8:10!

When I go to sleep again like that, it\’s when I seem to get my deepest sleep. How ironic that is!  It\’s also when I have dreams; some of which are really weird.

Past eight o\’clock seems like too late to go for a ride, and it took a bit of prodding to get myself out there. What a difference it is to ride in the daylight!

I startled a bird that was near the edge of the back path. It was blue, but not a blue jay. As I was riding about 16 mph, I couldn\’t see much detail. I\’m not quite sure, but I thought I saw a red breast, which would mean a bluebird. I\’ve never seen a bluebird around here, although we\’re within the range of the eastern bluebird.

Getting back to the ride, I would have been better off if I had gotten out a couple of hours earlier. The wind then was 3-4 mph. By the time I began my ride, it was blowing at 7-8 mph.

My plan for that day was to practice riding 15 mph or more for five minutes at a time. With that wind behind me, it wasn\’t very difficult. Coming back home, it was. My legs were throwing in the towel after 20 seconds!

Now I\’m back to early-morning rides; like a morning lark.