
Originally Posted by
Tater
Nice ride in, 61 degrees and no wind. Caught up to another commuter and got to talk to him for a bit. He had misjudged the weather and tossed on a fleece top. He said he was dying. Saw some cows along the fence, mooed at them of course. Saw a county sheriff, didn't oink.
Way to kick butt on your ride, GLC!
OMG! It's really 61 in Idaho? WOW!
For this Texas girl... that's COLD. HA! Yea, I will take 100 degrees over anything under 60... anyday!
Well, my ride was basic tonight. I went to White Rock Lake and rode 24 miles. I didn't do the 30 miles as planned because the wind was gusting up to 25 mph. One time around was enough for me.
One guy did totally get on my nerves though. I let him go in front of me on the path... because I figured he would be going faster. So, he gets in front of me doing 14-15 mph. I hung back for awhile... figuring he knew I was there and would speed up. Nope. He kept that pace. Well, I wanted to do 17-19 to push myself some... so I passed.
I KNEW he wouldn't let a GIRL PASS HIM though. Sure enough... a few second later he comes flying by me... I was doing 19-20 mph at this point... and he was FLYING. Hhhhuuummm... he's going 15 mph and then 20+ after a girl passes. Guys really PISS ME OFF sometimes.
Last edited by KSH; 08-22-2006 at 07:32 PM.
"Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather, to skid in broadside thoroughly used-up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming: WOW WHAT A RIDE!!!!"