Remember that Rachel Field  poem about, if I had One Hundred Dollars? Childhood innocence, perhaps; the poem seems to have been written from a child’s perspective. However, it was written nearly a century ago. Back then, one hundred dollars meant something!

I think I’d have to change the words to, one thousand dollars. I’d want to hurry as fast as I could go to the bike shop! But a good road bike can easily cost several thousand bucks; so as long as the road bike I already have is still in working order, I’ll keep using it. Use it up, wear it out, make it do!

If not a bike, what would I buy? At present, I’m pretty well set for bicycles; cycling clothing; and so on. Maybe a virtual ride on the Natchez Trace? That would be fun; but I don’t have the equipment for playing DVDs.

As for riding, this morning’s weather wasn’t at all bad. It was 50 degrees when I went out; and the wind only about 8 mph.

For much of the time, it seemed to be a sidewind. Sidewinds are annoying, because they can seem to be against me both going out and coming back! I wound up spending very little time on the big ring. But I rode!

Now, what would I do, if I had a thousand dollars to spend?