I rode 40 miles out a planned 100 today. I never felt good, couldn't keep my heart rate down. My legs felt great, but that was it. I've had a cold all week. Thom was planning on meeting me for lunch, so when I got to the meeting spot, I told him I was done. No sense in wearing myself out.

I'm glad I tried, but riding is supposed to be fun. While I wasn't miserable, I wasn't having fun. It's important to listen to your body. You don't want to set yourself back.

V.