Absolutely stellar ride this morning – one of my fastest. Caught myself thinking “hey – not only am I back in the groove but I’m flying (for me) and I’ve got more juice in the tank”. Pleased!

Took Zane & Bernie’s advice coming home and just enjoyed being on my bike. When I saw that Granny I shifted up two gears, stood on the pedals and ran her over, cackling with delight. “Who’s the sissy now?” I shouted back over my shoulder.

No…that didn’t happen. She only exists in my head.

That would be the word of the day. One of my worst riding days ever. Worse than my little flesh-skid even. I was passed by an old woman with a walker on a climb. She told me to go find my man-pants and stop riding like a sissy. Then she left me in the dust.
At one point on the ride home, I found myself slowly grinding to a halt on a short climb despite standing on the pedals. I looked at my legs and asked out-loud “Legs! WTF is wrong with you??”.

Must have been something in the water or I finally found my man-pants. Broke the elusive 30-minute mark on the ride home. Beat this morning’s ride – which was a new benchmark – by over 1:30!
Now – can I repeat it and beat it?