Cosi

Cosi has good sandwiches. Not particularly good coffee. It still warms you up though.
If you know me well, you know I hate the cold. Hate being cold, hate cold weather. Winter sports don’t appeal to me because of the winter part. I want to move somewhere that there are four seasons: turning warm, warm, getting hot, and hot.
So with that in mind, even I can’t believe that on a day when it’s 28 degrees, I’d rather throw on my jacket and ride a motorcycle 40 miles to work than to turn on the heat in my truck and drive the cage in to work.
I’d rather be a little cold than to lose the freedom of riding, the connection I have with the road, the music of the engine beneath me, and the reality of the wind in my face.
Sometimes I refer to it as an addiction, but I think it’s rally just insisting on the best.