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Literally, cold sweat running down my cr–ck. Yes, I went out on the bike today. You would have thought I had learned my lesson yesterday, but, no, I thought another layer on my torso would help. Slap me upside the head. It just prevented evaporation. Sweat ran down my back, chilled by the 15 mph wind I was biking into—let’s just assume I was going 15 mph or more and make that an effective windspeed of 30mph—right passed the love handles and—a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a!

I was out two hours and got a full-body workout. One thing about where we live in Brooklyn, almost every place I could bike to is east of here. Which means that on the way out today’s crisp northwest wind was behind me and on the way back it was in my face, arms, chest, belly, thighs and calves, all of which currently hate me and are complaining that I am incredibly stupid. My hip and ankle joints agree.

For the record, I went out Dean and St Marks to Eastern Parkway; down Rockaway Blvd and Rockaway Ave to Ave K in Canarsie; up to Glenwood on E 80th; over to Kings Hwy and then down to Ave L along the service road; across to E 4th where L ends and down to Ave M and over to 59th; then cut up to 51st on 17th Ave; cut up to 12th Ave on New Utrecht; 12th to Dahill; Dahill to Caton; Caton to E 3rd; E 3rd to Terrace/11th Ave; up 18th St to 8th Ave; from there to President St; there to 6th; over to 5th at some point then homeward on Bergen. Google it.

Grapevine Scarf

Wool in the Woods Cameo (rayon) in Rosebud. Grapevine Pattern from Barbara Walker’s First Treasury of Knitting Patterns, altered so that the edges are symmetrical.

I like the pattern. I like the yarn, to a point. Hand-painted yarn, I’ve heard, can be variable from skein to skein and this would be no exception. I had several false starts getting the pink to line up when changing from one skein to the next. There was, fortunately, no appreciable difference in color from one skein to the next. I do like the finished effect.