And within a few days, our brief but badass warm Indian summer is gone.
We went from 85° to 55° in a couple of days. I don’t particularly care for the heat much at all. I’m a huge fan of the high 40°s and low 50°s. Nothing more. Nothing less.
However, I very much appreciated the hot heat this year.
It just felt tremendously good to take a brief break from layering so damn much every day, I even rode sans tights a few times, and give my pale-fog tan a break and get some vitamin D on my skin.
My favorite part about the warm days was enjoying all the end of summer concerts, early coffee rides because it is already super clear and beautiful at 7AM and nothing smells better than a good dose of mean delicious coffee.
Late nite rides home, improptu bike peeps gatherings and clear starry skies with ding-ding bike bell soundtracks.
Me gusta el sol. Me gustas tú.
The eyes get the fog treatment almost year-round so, getting some sun without shades is good while it lasted.
See you next year, now bring your friend the fog back. kthx.
besos / xxo♥m