Monday, September 28, 2015
Monday ride. The work duties fulfilled. The commute home endured. A small whirlwind of activity turned me into a riding machine. My daughter said before I left let's eat pizza. A rare treat for someone avoiding gluten and dairy. I thought about pizza every single pedal stroke. I put in a fast ride. Only two minutes slower than my personal best. Not bad for a hot 93F dry day. I bike for pie.
Sunday, September 27, 2015
Monday Night Ride Reunion
Saturday's ride started with a flat tire. Heather and Joan were quick to find the hole in the tube and removed the offending shard from the tire. Heather insisted that I place the patch over the hole. I called road side support. Bill finished the assembly and final pumping. We rode to Newman's and then enjoyed coffee at Classic Coffee.