Saturday, September 7, 2019

The clock is ticking

Well, two weeks from now, I'll be on the shuttle bus, heading back to my sister's house, after my big California ride.

Two weeks ago, the day before my life suddenly changed, my friend Matt and I sought out some hills in the Mankato area.

Check out the population size

Minneopa State Park


Today, I went for a nice hilly ride down by Northfield. The sun rising over the Minnesota River Valley this morning, as I drove down 77, was remarkable.

No need for necks in the old west.

A nice man who apparently lives by me (he figured it out due to my water bottle from the local bike shop) wanted to ride together for a while. I was polite, but then said I needed to ride at my own pace. I decided that, right now, I can't do small talk and either need to be alone or need to be with old friends. I will definitely do this ride again, and perhaps I will be more sociable.

 I haven't hardly ridden in two weeks and I am feeling it. California should be interesting!

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