
Bears dig pacelines too! haha
Picture taken a few weeks
ago on Rovers Run Trail
in Anchorage, courtesy of muni.org
The sound of NPR streaming out of my radio/alarm clock began to penetrate the deep sleep I was experiencing. Stuck between sleep and consciousness, I was confused. Was I drifting to sleep or being woken up? The sound of falling rain suddenly penetrated the haze, and I became lucid enough to open my eyes. It was dark in our room, and the glowing neon numbers on the clock read 4:56 am. I breathed deeply and closed my eyes again for a moment, then sat up and tried to rub the sleep out of my eyes.
I sighed heavily as I gathered the clothes I would wear once I arrived at work, stuffed them into a fabric tote bag, and put them in my pack. Then I dressed in my wet-weather cycling gear. Base layer tights I use for cross country skiing, Smartwool socks, cycling shoes, long sleeve base layer on top, and a breathable/waterproof shell. While the temperature hovers in the 50s, that set up is usually enough to keep me warm, at least for the short ride to work.
I quickly packed a lunch, then sat down to scarf some cereal as I surfed the internet. Then it was time to go, and I headed out into the rain. The rain was steady this morning, but it wasn't a downpour like yesterday. All of the animals that call Westchester Lagoon their home were out cruising the water and I stopped to watch them for a moment.