"Let's go for a breakfast ride tomorrow" I said. "Fine" he said, even though he woke up a little late. "How far do you want to go?" he asked. "Not 60 miles!", I said (thinking maybe 30.....). "Let's get in a little climbing first" he said.

So I let him decide and we went east and north although unbeknownst to me he was set on trying some special tacos at a restaurant on the far west side of Tucson. We got to "breakfast" at mile 43, around 1 pm, by way of the "loop" path that encircles Tucson. There we were at the trendy new courtyard shopping and restaurant plaza. "If they're still serving breakfast I want the breakfast burrito with avocado" I said. He stood in line to order while I waited like a vulture for a table in the shade to open up. "I got you the avocado torta" he said. "What? I wanted the burrito!". "I heard you say avocado" he said. It was interesting - a big toasted roll with beans, avocado, a fried egg, tomato slices and some chipotle dressing - but not what I really wanted. I ate part of it. Then 10 miles more home for a total of 53 miles.

Husbands- gotta love 'em.