Did the shop ride and hooked up with a neighbor of ours who I had met recently on a ride. I told him about the Sunday rides and he started hangin' out at the shop and today he went. He's really strong and DH was glad to have another rabbit to chase!
I got a flat - at the bottom of a big hill...of course. Murphy's Law. DH and neighbor were already well ahead of me by that point, as they caught a green light for which I had to stop. Bummer. So I pull off the road and start hauling my stuff out of my saddle bag. One of the shop guys who runs sweep pulled up and actually fixed my flat for me! I told him I could do it, but he insisted. Who was I to argue???
28 miles at 17.7 mph. Not to shabby, overall, eh?