In some ways, yesterday’s ride was nothing special: another Sunday ride. But in the ways that are most important, it was also something.
We hit the road early since it was likely to get warm in the afternoon, climbed quite a few hills, stopped for mint limeade and to fill the bottles, climbed a few more hills, caught a tailwind coming back north, stopped for the lunch of champions (ham and cheese sandwich, BBQ pringles, 24oz can of Miller Lite, bottle of water), and then cruised home to cold beer, grilled sausages, and that perfect tiredness that comes from a day of exertion in the sun and wind combined with beer and food.
Stats: 139.5km, 26.6km/h, ~1000m of climbing. My legs hate me a little, today.