Sniffless

And yes, that's 'sniffless' not 'sniffles.'  Bella made it while accompanying me on the ride with only two moments where she had to catch up.  Some of that was probably due to the fact that it was too cold for there to BE smells.

Freaking winter... in two more months I'll have the light and time after work to hammer out real, leg-burning, 2,000 ft total climb rides.  Now, I'm riding around the block.  I feel like I should be on a tricycle.

Still, beats a day without riding.