Yesterday was such a lovely day, that we asked my husband if he would get the bikes down from the rafter of his shop so that we could go on a bike ride. He consented, and we were off, taking a ride on a nearby bike trail into a nearby town. The sun was shining, and the temperature must have been near 50 degrees. It felt so good to be outside getting some fresh air and exercise. When we reached our turn-around point, my husband bought us all an ice cream treat at Coldstone Creamery. Yes, I admit that having ice cream kind of defeats the whole purpose of the exercise part of the bike ride. But none of us refused, it just kind of seemed to go along with the whole grand adventure.