The in-laws were staying with us over the weekend so I pretty much rode whenever I wanted. Which was the afternoon both days. Saturday it was a little tough to get up and out but I hooked up with Chris and Mark for a nice effort. Yesterday I wasn’t sure I would make it out the door at all but I found motivation and rallied Jim and Cliff for the effort. Cliff is so used to me riding easy he just assumed that was on tap but it was a steady day hitting the hills with solid effort. “I only ate two pancakes” he cried as his body shutdown. It was a deja vu moment. I could have sworn I heard the same thing the day before except it sounded more like “gimme something that smells and tastes like a cheeseburger”. Asses were plum tore out.
You can see Big Worm looking for a cheeseburger.
Since I wussed out of riding last Sunday I did the ride Monday which meant I rode everyday this week. New volume record of 19.25 hours or 9800 kjs.
So now I sit with my once a week cup of coffee. Thoroughly enjoying it. Wondering when I’ll ever nut up and go back in to get my ticker tweaked. Maybe in the Fall…. sheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet.
Cliff wanted a glamour shot on Friday. Here it is.
If we could’ve gotten to him, I would’ve eaten that gator!!