Went for the second ride in two days today. Normally this isn't noteworthy but it's been a busy last week and I hadn't been out as much as I wanted. Saturday morning's ride sucked, but I hoped I had flushed out all the crap in my legs. They felt stiff and slow on Saturday. Turns out my morning ride didn't do a damn thing, because today's ride hurt like hell. Not even the good kind of searing pain that comes from a hard ride, just crappy, "I just want to whine like a little b*#(@" kind of pain. Nothing felt right. I was either miserably hot in the sun, or getting weird chills as I headed through 19 miles of a solid headwind. Lame.
In the end it was 39.39 miles, at an embarressingly slow pace. Some highlights though:
• An old man on a Lark, sitting on the side of the road told me not to go too fast. Thank you good citizen, not a problem there!
• I watched as a lone Cheerio rolled across the street in front of me. I have no idea where it came from.
• Heading out of Rosemount into Inver Grove Heights is really gorgeous, and feels like you're nowhere near the city.
• I finally achieved a respectable "biker tan".
Thus concluded my Sunday ride. The end.
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