This past week has been gorgeous, with the exception of a rainy day. It's warm enough not to require a jacket in the afternoons, but it's not so warm that you're sweating buckets. Perfect.
And the colours are amazing. It makes me so happy to look out my picture windows to see my neighbour's tree across the street. I can't remember the specifics, but I do believe it's over 100 years old.
I started the day biking over to my physio appointment. After getting rear-ended by a tow truck last year my back has been giving me issues. We got it under control for quite a while with physio last year. However, after a summer of sitting and reading/writing for the thesis, the back pain has returned.
People always say biking is so dangerous. Isn't it ironic that you can basically ask anybody and they have either personally been involved in a motor vehicle collision or else they know somebody who has? Being in a car collision is so ubiquitous, I wonder why people don't make the same degree of fuss over the safety of cars.
Funny, since we were rear-ended in my little mazda sedan with a four month-old Dexter in the back seat. By a tow truck! When people see me riding a bike they often ask about whether it's scary and how it doesn't seem safe. But get smashed to the point where your car is a total write-off? With a baby in the back? Oh yeah, that happens all the time! Oh well.
Seems kind of ridiculous to me.
So yeah, my back hurts!
In other news, I biked to Southgate after physio to run some errands. I realized that I had not eaten breakfast yet so I treated myself to a cinnamon bun.
In this season even my gutters look pretty.
It seems as though good weather cures all. It could be the busiest time with back pain and you know what? With the fabulous weather it's still easy to smile throughout it all.