Ah, there you are! I was fixin' to go check out all the ditches to see if you were in one. (yeah, I guess I'm more like my Mom than I thought) I tried to call a couple of times and figured you forgot to bring it along. I stopped a few times and took some pics while out there. (SO got me a new smaller dig. camera and velcro pouch the day before as an early b-day gift just so I could take it along. Hinting for weeks helped. Still doesn't get the biking thing tho.) I'm anxious to see the ones the photogs took. I know I must look like sh*t but, alas, that's the only face I've got.
It was so cold when we started. I chose not to wear a jacket at all. I had a jersey, arm warmers, LS shirt from REI underneath, shorts, leg warmers, smartwool socks (love 'em, love 'em) and full gloves. Fingers were hurting until things warmed up a bit but otherwise not too bad.
They've got some nice hills out there don't they? Same ones here, just different names. I really would love to move somewhere flatter. Grew up in FL but the west coast is softly calling me as well. Never know.
Met a nice woman named Sandra while riding. We started out together and kept passing each other back and forth the whole time. Cracked her up in the beginning when I started singing "Baby, it's cold outside". After mile 20 and still more unending hills ahead, I seriously almost made her wreck when I started singing a messed up version of "Rawhide". (sorry Sandra) I thought it was kinda cute. I guess I hit her with it at a particularly giddy moment. I'll have to keep that in check from now on.
I got to meet Kerry and her hubby briefly. Totally left me in the dust on the road. I've got lots of work to do by next season. (Sorry I didn't catch up with you at the picnic afterwards, Kerry. I missed ya somehow. Of course, you probably were right next to me eating. When I'm stuffing my pie hole, I notice nothing.)

It's very late and I still have to get in the hot tub before bed. Bumped the bad leg today at work on a little kid's foot. Well, ok, he kicked me in the shin when I went to take a hand xray. (Couldn't get me in the paralyzed part, no, had to hit a hyper-sensitive scar! Pins and needles for 3 hours. Still buggy.) I gave him an Elmo sticker anyway. The way his parents were acting, I could see why he was like that. I figured one more adult acting like an a$$ couldn't be good for him. We're friends now. He told the E-care RN that I am very nice and didn't hurt him at all. He got a lolly for that one.

Anyway, nice to hear from you Amy (and that you're ok) and nice to meet you Kerry.

Take care!
Cindy