Last night (Friday), I found myself at 8:00 having no plans for the evening. But I wanted some! It was a beautiful, clear night, so I decided to hop on my bike, fire up the new randonneuring-friendly lighting system, and set out for remote pastures.
What a blast! I think all avid cyclists owe it to themselves to try a nighttime ride at some point. I wound up covering 85 miles or so, from my front door out to Sugarloaf and back, while enjoying (in a safe way) a new audiobook.
There's something liberating about freeing oneself from the dictates of prescribed training rides, group-ride pacing, wattages, heart rate zones, and all of that -- just head out and go. When the only sounds are the soft whirring of one's tires, it's easy to remember why cycling is such a joy. Even familiar routes look quite different at night, and the stars come out to play far from the city lights.
I definitely need to do this again soon. If you love driving at night on the open road, this is way better.