I feel a little guilty for saying this, but it was beautiful in my neck of the woods -- about 70 degrees.

I joined the AIDS/Lifecycle CAT1 group for a 50 mile training ride. I missed one of the turns on the route sheet, so my ride was a bit longer than planned.

The highlight of my ride was getting picked up on by a Russian cyclist on behalf of his friend. I have to say, it was the best pickup line ever; it went something like this: "Do you like my friend? He's not married. He likes you -- he says he likes your face. Are you married?"

There's something about the direct approach and a foreign accent that tickles me.

We chatted a bit, and they invited me to join them for a climb up Kings Mountain Road, but alas, we ALCers are not allowed to deviate from our training ride route sheet -- ever. Besides, I'm going to do a sneak preview of the infamous Quadbuster Hill tomorrow, and I don't think my legs have it in them to climb Kings Mountain one day and Quad Buster the next.

Das Vadanya!