Quote Originally Posted by 7rider View Post
Ahhh, you can tell winter in nearly upon us. It's the time of year when chasing the shop ride guys for the first 5 miles without an adequate warm up ride comes home to roost...in my throat and lungs. For those miles, my throat fills up with what feels like wallpaper paste. Makes stops at red lights oh-so-ladylike as I hack, and gag, and try to clear the crap out. Blech.
After that, I'm fine.

Yes! I was afraid it was TMI, but it started going up that nemesis hill. I cleared my throat and ended up with a mouth full of p@#$%! I spent the last 5 miles trying to get rid of it--DH says I need to learn to spit on the fly--but I didn't want to wear it