Finally, last weekend, I had my first ride where I was not dying. The type of ride, where when I am done I just lay on the family room floor, bike shoes and all.

It was a beautiful spring day in Boise on Sunday and got in a 35 mile ride. My husband keeps reminding to stop riding as hard as I can all the time - until I am back in cycling shape. Whatever !

Oh, even trying to get back into cycling shape it is so wonderful to be outside.