Sunday, June 19, 2005

38

There's is nothing like 108 miles to put the proper perspective on a nice, fast 38 miles with friends. I joked to Cynthia just after I had finished yesterday's ride that I was cured (of the cycling bug) and that I never wanted to see my bike again.

I guess I relapsed; actually feeling surprisingly good today. I think my suffering was more mental than physical yesterday.