About three weeks ago, Chicago was in the midst of an unseasonably warm weather pattern. It was truly some of the best weather I'd experienced since I began living here over 10 years ago, with a week of upper 70 and low 80 degree temperatures and little to no humidity. I rode my bike to work for the first time in five months.
That little taste of Summer has ruined me for Spring, and I imagine I'm not the only one. We're hoping we can get to the beach on the weekend while in reality, we have another full month or two before that will be possible. I *could* ride my bike to work, but the upper 40 degree temperatures in the morning seem just a tad too low for flying along the lake path. I guess we'll just have to wait.
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