Hee, hee....granny gear. I forgot about that part. I spent part of the ride trying to bargain with God to just give me one more gear and dreaming of a triple!

I thought that I had hit rock bottom when I could only go 11 and 10 miles per hour on a flat. Oh, no... that came later when I could only go 8!

I did have a strong finish (motivated to catch that bus back to Austin) and flew past everyone up the hills. But I do remember checking the miles every so often and wondering how 10 miles could take so long.

I also thought that I was going to get blown over when I was on the bridge going over I 10.

In fact, on the bus I heard chatter about a woman being blown over somewhere on the ride. I think she broke a bone. Not sure.

I can't wait to read your adventure story.