I bought a bicycle four years ago, and it's one of the best decisions I ever made. I really don't do much, just some short rides around town, when the weather gets nice.
Fresh from a tune up at the bicycle shop, I climbed aboard the Sunday morning for the first ride of the season. I'm an early morning rider. 50 degrees is my cut off point. I checked the thermometer. 51. It was "go" time.
Thanks to some gym time, a bike ride wasn't a shock to my system, or my legs. I completed a couple of loops around my little town, even taking some hills I usually avoid at the beginning of the season. Riding a stationary bike in a nice warm gym is a lot different than sucking 51 degree air into your lungs. That part was a tad uncomfortable.
My legs had that jelly like feeling at the end of my ride, but I really didn't mind. The sense of accomplishment overcame that.
Unfortunately, some very chilly mornings are in the forecast, so I won't be on the bike for a while.