Went out to Blythewood yesterday to ride with GW, MD, JH, and Bond yesterday. Just felt terrible the entire ride. Struggled mightily on a ride that really wasn't terribly fast or difficult. My esophageal issues are geting worse, especially since I had to stop taking Prevacid. I think it's time to go to a specialist and get it taken care of...greeeaaat!
Anyway, it was a good ride. 100km in 2:55. I'm just sorry that I was the albatross around the group's neck yesterday...
It was nice to have that much mileage in the books by 10am though! I can say, with some degree of certainty, that I'm just not wired for 0500 wake-up calls!
The rest of my day was spent on the couch with one of the worst bouts of GERD I've had in a few months...
I woke up this morning feeling sort of MEH, but felt guilty not riding, as it was 70 degrees. I got on the bike, spun for exactly one hour and came home to watch the crash-fest, er, I mean the Tour.
Hate to say it, but Cav is the one who missed that turn...
Going to some friend's house to laze in their pool shortly...
The H.O. has the day off tomorrow, so I'm on the bike for a couple of hours. Looks like a couple of early days next week too, as it's supposed to get balls hot again. See you when I see you...
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