Today was one of those perfect days. Perfect temperature, perfect humidity level, coffee tasted better, kid's soccer game was funner, chicken on the grill was tenderer & meatier, then came the ride. Joe and I headed off to Landahl in the afternoon for a couple hours. Trails were prime, bike was "dialed" (whatever that marketing shit they use), legs were strong and mind was clear. Even stopped to take in the moments, smell the columbines and even had the supersense to spot a stray bullet from the nearby shooting range lying right there on the trail. These moments are fleeting, but I got my fleets worth.