No pain, no pain...2 days of hiking left me with whimpering calves today, so new record slow ride around the loop...didn't help much -- calves still whimpering...
Bloody cold on the loop -- vultures soaking up the sun on the power lines, wings outstretched...dead coyote on the road (probably didn't freeze to death, but still)...Ice patch at the bottom of the descent, right where I expected it.
Another flat for Fenderwoman, Queen of Punctures. Swapped out in close to record time; woulda froze otherwise...
Next Saturday for sure, the Pinkarello over the mountain with Peter and Nevio, dodging the dogs/horses/runners and wild-eyed downhillers. Maybe I'll talk Sully into meeting us along the way (if he's scored that room full of bike stuff he was talkin' about) -- a man of many parts for sure...
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