Me and the BF had a great ride yesterday. Was just a toodle really we only went about 28 miles. I was pretty much feeling like poo (first day of Aunt Flo's visit) but I still had fun. Was a little under dressed I think. My BF cracks me up he's always saying he's so weak yet he goes tearing up hills and I eek my way up to meet him and he's not even out of breath. He's a runner by heart so he is NEVER out of breath. I run too, albeit not nearly as long as he had, but I still end up sucking wind on hills. I've got to get better at hills so I can keep up.