i did my monday thing monday. but i did it oh, so slowly.
i think riding the hg as a single speed on sunday wore me out. my butt was sore. i was lethargic. wait, that's normally the way i am....
it was a great morning for a ride, though. i ran into russ murphy on geyer. it seems he was spinning his legs out from his 4th place finish on sunday. i bid him goodbye as i closed in on clayton. i had left the house 15 minutes earlier, but my slow pace was too slow. i picked it up in time to get rained on at clayton and baxter, where it normally rains on me. i can't tell you how many times it has rained on me, starting at that intersection. luckily, the rain stopped right as i pulled into the lot at ghisallo. thanks, rain!
the ride home was painfully slow, and an east wind made it painfully unenjoyable. i shouldn't be so bitter. a bad ride is better than no ride at all, and the weather had turned quite balmy.