I was expecting a bit group from work tonight, but everybody had an excuse except me and Kevin.
|Punkin Jay suggested I do a flat ride in Sacramento.|
It was hot, but not quite DAMN hot. Still, Kevin was suffering and I stayed with him to offer encouragement.
Passed 'em-Passed me ratio: 0.5 to 5. Joggers count as one-half.
JB will be back from his family reunion to ride on Saturday.
Funny story: On Saturday's health club ride I was pulling into the parking lot at the end of 40 miles, and I did that totally pro move of stretching my quad by hooking my foot over the saddle and flexing... very impressive if done properly. BUT, I swung my leg too far and hooked my foot between the nose of my saddle and the top tube - it was stuck in there and now I was looking at an ignominious slow-speed face plant. Fortunately I had the wherewithal to keep rolling, swing the rest of the way over, and kind of do a goofy one-footed dismount without tasting pavement.