Thursday, April 9

I tend to keep my Thursday morning rides pretty close to the vest. They count as alone time. It’s peaceful and they’re all mine. But there was a news story about a biker being shot at on my regular route and that kind of gave me the willies. I’ve always felt safe on this trail – but I didn’t want to take any chances so close to the big ride. So, I invited my friend Jane out with me (we figured who would shoot two middle aged women!). We met along the trail and rode out to the skate park. Then she rode back with me to Wilcrest and then went home from there.

We logged about 25 miles – without a rest stop! We were particularly proud of that. We also thought it was pretty cool that both of us were thinking something like “Oh, 25 miles is easy – we’ll still have plenty of day left!” And that we did! There was still enough juice in Jane to sell concessions at the baseball game and enough left in me to teach my night class. Aren’t we AMAZING!