There's no getting around the fact we're having an early spring, even if it turns out to be temporary. It's awfully hard to complain about it when I am riding a Foothills trail and the whole world seems happy.
I rode about 20 miles on Saturday, and it was like living in a Boise promotional brochure. It was sunny and warm, the trails were in great shape, the city looked beautiful (if a little hazy). Trails were busy with riders, hikers, runners, families and dogs, and every person I encountered (and several of them multiple times) were cheerful.
I got a work out that pushed my legs and lungs, but I wasn't sore the next morning. I woke up more energetic and even did some of those annoying yard chores that I typically put off.
Spring is a great time in the Treasure Valley, and you'd be silly or crazy not to take advantage of it. Get outdoors and do your favorite things, or do those things you've been putting off all winter.
Deep down, I have mixed feelings about an early spring. It's February, after all, and I should be more worried about whether my snowboard is waxed and ready for a powder day than whether the trails are dry (by the way, not all are, so be a responsible user). It was sad to see the snow park melted at the Eagle Bike Park, the jumps for skiers and boarders gone and the rails setting stranded in the grass and sagebrush.
I also know an early spring is likely to correspond with an early summer, and early summers are often long, hot summers. I am not a meteorologist, but I can't help being concerned when I can see bare spots on Bogus when looking at it from Boise.
While I know there's cause for concern about an abbreviated winter, and this country does better with snowy winters and wet springs, it becomes an emotion-over-logic deal. After an awesome ride in the Foothills, I am willing to momentarily put logic aside and bask in a beautiful, sunny day.