Earlier today, I borrowed my oldest son's bicycle and went for a ride of about 5.5 miles. Along the way, I stopped at my father-in-law's house and fed the dogs for them. It's been way too long since I've exercised, and I hope to get as much biking in as possible until the cold season hits. In Michigan, it normally starts to get cold later this month or, by the latest, in October. Not necessarily snow-cold, but cold enough to shut off the air conditioner, wear jeans and long-sleeved shirts without getting sweaty.
Some think I'm daft for saying so, but I honestly prefer the cold Michigan winters over the hot Texas summers.