Lazing off are you? I've started the thread two day in a row, and I live in California
since we're supposed to have triple digits again (95 as I type this at 1:15), I started early. I got in twenty miles before the ride started. I manged to hang with the "big Dogs" until the first hills, where, of course, I got dropped. I chased back on, only to run across and episode of paceline training: the hard way we had several guy(on with a concussion) down, and one of them had his DW and FIL along in on of the slower groups, and since I wasn't doing much, I turned around to find them (We were at Mountain and 16th/Baseline, and I had to got back to Campus(about 2 miles)). I told them the bad news, and we rode up to the accident. Everyone was still milling around when the ambulance pulled up, so the club president told to take take off, hoping some folks would get the hint. I rode by myself to the top of shinn. Tim, The guy whose family i double backed for, caught me at the top(he's a semi-pro XC MTB racer). He couldn't get his bike in the large cog. we looked over, and I Let him use my mirror to examine the road rash on his face. A couple of other folks caught us, so started the descent. We had a bit of a mixup at a Y-intersection. Half went one way and half went the other. I Figured I wouldn't see them again, since I was the weakest rider. I cut it short to go back to the shopping center and see where everyone was , I was surprised that Tim wasn't there yet. I had a strawberry smoothie Tim rolled up as I left the smoothie shop. Talked with some folks, before rolling home to get ready for a TdF party.
Oh,BTW 64.8 miles