My ride yesterday was so miserable I wrote it all in my blog (http://kf.rainydaycommunications.net/). The short story is that I was supposed to do an REI Outdoor School Intermediate Cycling class and I was really excited. I left on my bike at 8:00 and missed an 8:30 phone call from the instructor canceling the class. So I rode 25 miles into the heart of Boston, found out the class was canceled, and immediately was lost because I only had a GPS route IN, not OUT. Spent a while riding on hair-raising Boston streets. Lucked out and found a major road I recognized. Eventually found my way back to my original incoming route and retraced my steps home. Got sunburned, ran out of water (thankfully just before the end), had to pee the entire way, and still didn't get to do the class. Have sworn off riding by myself in Boston forever.