Today I rode with my neighbors. He's a triathlete and she is a boot camp and spin instructor. Both are very fast runners. Needless to say, they are also 15 years younger than me.
I rode with them once before, when they both had hybrids and it was fine. I had a bad feeling about today, as we were heading into Harvard and Bolton (hills) and they now have road bikes. They don't know their way around that well, so of course, they needed to keep me in sight. I managed to stay with them until we were about a mile and a half from the base of the first big climb, and told them where to turn and where to wait for me. They waited at the top. There was one more bigger climb and one smaller one, before we got to the climb on our street! I also went my usual speed on those, but they waited. It's a beautiful day out, with little traffic. At one point, the woman was fading, and got behind me. Then, about 3 miles from home, I just felt awful; not sure why, we stopped and I ate a Shot Block and poured water over my head. It's actually warmer out than I thought it would be.
I am glad I went, but I was stressed. Just a teeny bit too fast for me to have fun, but I am glad I pushed myself. The ride was 36.8 miles, with about 2,000 feet of climbing.



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