the GOT bike

 There's an old saying in New England, "If you don't like the weather, wait five minutes." After a bout of warmer temperatures, it was cool this morning. Low fifties cool, I was eating breakfast inside wearing long johns, a puffy vest, and a hat, while a fan in the window helped me pump as much of that coolness into the concrete thermal mass of my floor. It worked. It's now 68 degrees inside at 6:30pm after a day in the eighties. Cool weather is also great for trail work, especially with a chainsaw, as protective gear like leg chaps serve as thick, heavy insulation. I hadn't run a chainsaw since my neck injury in October of 2024 reduced nerve response and strength in my left arm. Trying to control a few horsepower of sharp, spinning chain with a marginal member seemed a horribly bad idea. My arm still isn't 100%, but I'd guess it is now solidly in the nineties, so I trusted it enough to attend to the collection of dead fall on trails across the street ...