After the big dinner last night (and especially after over-indulging in the delicious cake), I wasn't feeling great when I went to bed. I even skipped most of my stretching routine (probably a mistake).
And I slept in, this morning. There was a (long) time where that would mean I got up at noon, or later. These days, it means I got up at 0600. Weird how that works. (In fact, I was talking to a friend later in the day, and mentioned that I'd slept in. He was like, "No you didn't; you answered the phone when I called at 0830. Sleeping in, for you, means noon, at least." Yeah, not so much, anymore.)
Anyway, I had a bit of trouble getting moving, but did get things together and got out the door.
The temperature was a lot warmer; right at freezing, supposedly. I experimented with my knee warmers, and they did fine (though the one-inch gap between them and my socks felt weird). I also wore non-bib shorts, and worried about a gap there. No worries, though; everything was copacetic, as far as warmth was concerned.
Outside of that, lots of things went... not well. My heart rate meter dropped out after half a minute or so. Even more concerning, my power meter dropped out after seven miles (and I only did eight, as this was a recovery ride). This is the third time I've had issues with the power meter; we'll see how they handle it.
And then, the crowning insult came when I got home. The inside door from the garage to the house was locked. To say I was unhappy is understating it rather significantly. Hope that doesn't happen again.
Happily, the rest of the day went pretty well. Well, until I turned on last night's Caps game finally. But I'll talk about that separately.