26 miles, 6 on road, 20 on the levee, where the "breeze" was plotting against me. I swear I had headwind both ways most of the way. Average speed was 15mph, of which I was happily sailing along at 19, and not believing I was only doing 13.

And on my way home, the road is being repaved (we have concrete roads, so it's more like pouring very large sidewalks). Anyway a bubba in a large black PU, got behind me, the lane next to me is torn up - gone - and he toots his horn. Where was I supposed to go??? But when we get past the construction zone, and head over to the other lane, and I turn and wave very cheerfully to him as he guns past. Geeze, it was only one block that he had to follow me.

Not all PU drivers are jerks. Had a couple hang behind me as I was making turns or proceeding from a stop at a traffic light, until I'm safely clipped in and rolling along. They could have passed me, but didn't. Guess the drivers weren't sure I was going to be steady, but I appreciate that they patiently held back.

And despite staying hydrated, and all that, I feel like crap. Am I being paid back for having the wild hair to rearrange my bedroom/sewing room? THAT only took 4 hours yesterday. Didn't eat dinner until 8 - cause I didn't feel it was that late.