Speeding up

At half past six this morning, I took Stålhästen out for a quick ride down to Holmsjön and back. The feeling was even better than I had imagined. Flying above the asphalt at an average speed of 26 km/h, there was such an immediacy to the whole experience with the single-speed drivetrain and the cold blue skies above. Back home, I opened my bag with chocolate chip cookies from Stockholm, excited about what the spring may hold. Right now it is time to clean the house though.