I might have invented a new trick trying to get this picture. I had one of those all too infrequent five minute riding sessions last night that have become the norm over the past year or so. Thinking about this led me to an unsettling fact. The last time I put in a good two shin-bruising hours: September 10th, 2001.

Warm sun, cool breeze, zero humidity; today's weather is as perfect as it gets. If I had brought my bike I'd sneak out (it would be too easy, just jump up and say "Aw crap" and make like I have to go over to the warehouse for some reason and slip out the open bay with the UPS boxes) and hit it 'til my shins bleed and beyond.