My legs are tired in that you-need-a-day-off-the-bike way, so today’s ride was an easy breezy commute followed by some low-gear riding around Audubon Park after work. I have been feeling out of sorts for the past few days–it happens–and I wasn’t feeling particularly chipper as I weaved through the rush hour crowds doing laps, and even the casual ride felt forced. Time to sit on a bench and watch some birds. I really love watching birds take off and land in the water–their stutter steps on the surface like they’re Jesus, coming in feet-first and then dropping their little butts–and the waterfowl were out in full force. And then there was this guy. There are lots of tiny teeth in that beak and he was grunting; I was not so into it. But his feet! So awesome. They’d be all webby, and then he’d lift the foot and it would fold completely in and then spread back out as his foot hit the ground again. And he’d wrap it around the branches and roots he stepped over on his way to get in the water. Oh, and then there were the white ducks who were running. *squeal* Cliched, perhaps, but I felt a lot better on the ride home.