I haven't ridden much this week, and raked the yard yesterday - rather than ride in the beautiful weather - to prevent my dog from encountering further injuries from sticks.
So when this morning rolled around, I packed up my bike, despite the rain and lightning, to do the MN Ironman bike ride.
After much hemming and hawing, consideration of my goals and competing sanity, and reflection on the rain pelting my eyeballs and the puddles in my shoes, I took the turn for the 36-mile route instead of the 67-miler.
A guy tailing me complimented me on my pace, I talked with a nice woman who has had good cycling adventures and took a picture of me drinking a beer at 10:45, and now I'm eating warm Indian food in a strip mall in a suburb to recover from the numbness of riding in the rain at 50 degrees.
You know, a typical Sunday.
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