Did you ever stop to wonder what your purpose is on this earth? Why you were put here. . . . what you're supposed to do. . . . who's lives you're supposed to touch. . . . . what your "greater purpose" is? I think this time of year always has me reflecting on what I want out of life. . .out of the future. . . even the present. I know this is a deep concept for most of my blog fans, so if this is too deep, you'd better click away NOW. It' s ok to be shallow and not have a purpose on this earth other than to ride your bike, drink beer, etc. I will not judge you.
I think my time off the bike over the summer started me thinking about life in general and what my purpose is. Most of the time when I ponder these things all I have to do is jump on my mountain bike, go for a nice, long, technical ride and the world seems to be a better place when I get back. But lately, that process doesn't always work. Besides the fact I'm still restricted (by my body) as to how often and how hard I can ride. . . . as well as where and when I can ride due to the beautiful WI weather, I think I may have reached the "cross road" in life. . . .the place where you have to figure out what the future holds in order to take the next step. Whether that's in your personal life or your professional life, I think it all boils down to a few deep questions.
What brings you a sense of peace, happiness and fulfillment? Who are the key players in your life and how important are their decisions in your daily life and your future? What is your greater purpose in life and why are you here?
These questions are different for everyone and depending on when you answer them, you may have a completely different set of answers. Five years ago my answers would have been very different for these questions than they are today. Today I'm not quite sure I even have those answers. I'm not here to be an "elite athlete". . . .that much I've figured out. And the key players in my life change throughout the years, so basing my future on them seems silly. And my purpose in life seems to be a floating target depending on who's in my (personal and professional) life and what they need.
Perhaps when we all get where we're ultimately going, we'll have ALL the answers. Until then perhaps we live life day by day with our own happiness as the driving factor. Just a thought. . . . a "DEEP" thought. Just a "someone throw me a life preserver it's so deep" thought.
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
Saturday, November 25, 2006
The Week
How does one sum up the week of Thanksgiving?
Wednesday night - did a night ride. . . . .TRIED to do a night ride. CK lost his crank arm, no one had a tool, couldn't reach Tiny on his phone, Brittany was elected to ride back to the house to bring a tool back so everyone else could keep riding. On the way out Tiny noted CK was already on the road on his way back to the Nigh's house. Now I lost everyone so rather than ride in the dark alone, I figured I'd go home anyway so CK didn't have to hang out alone. That plan didn't work. I got home and NO CK. Sat by myself until everyone came back about 90 minutes later. Got caught up on dishes though.
Thursday - The day of THANKS. Wasn't feeling very thankful. Body was hurting, mind was fried from the long week at work, I just needed some TLC. . . .none to be had.
Friday - The start of exterior illumination. . . . .or so we thought. Thought a cold might be coming on so I laid low and tested outside lights. Bill got a call from work, had to go in to rebuild a server. So I took a nap and called the Virgin and the General to see if we were "ON" for the night. 22 minutes on the phone and we formulated a plan. Finally heard from CK, he rode 3 hours alone. Called Bill, he'd be at work all evening so he said go eat. Tiny called. . . . .somehow he must have known we were going to eat. $50 and two pitchers of Margaritas later, Virgin and Girl were feeling pretty good. We left the restaurant to head home and I must have been obnoxious because I remember a slight disagreement and then riding home in silence. Got home, got the games out, got more alcohol, scared CK away . . . . .he left. . . . .the rest of us partied till dawn. Played a little twister. . . and that's all I'm going to say about that!
Saturday - Wake up feeling crummy, but excited to ride my mountain bike with my friends on new trails. Sounded like Bill was going to have to work for most of the day again, so I tried to scope out where I was supposed to be and when. I was supposed to ride down with CK, but he left without even calling me, so I had no clue where I was supposed to be. Being "flexible" I jumped on the internet to locate this Jewel Osco I was supposed to be at. Took me longer than I thought to get there. . . . .and I was just about to say screw it and turn around when I was reeled back in by Lori who directed me to where I needed to be. When I finally got there thankfully KEVIN was helpful enough to get my bike out and get it ready while I put my shoes on and got ready to ride. Had a good time with Amy. . . . .of course we always have fun riding together. Left the Jewel Osco parking lot with the promise to hear from CK in a bit. . . . . haven't heard from him. Got home, Bill had already left for work, now I get to curl up on the couch and spend Saturday night on my own. Plans change I guess. I'm told I need to be "flexible".
Hopefully tomorrow brings better times. It's got to, right??
Wednesday night - did a night ride. . . . .TRIED to do a night ride. CK lost his crank arm, no one had a tool, couldn't reach Tiny on his phone, Brittany was elected to ride back to the house to bring a tool back so everyone else could keep riding. On the way out Tiny noted CK was already on the road on his way back to the Nigh's house. Now I lost everyone so rather than ride in the dark alone, I figured I'd go home anyway so CK didn't have to hang out alone. That plan didn't work. I got home and NO CK. Sat by myself until everyone came back about 90 minutes later. Got caught up on dishes though.
Thursday - The day of THANKS. Wasn't feeling very thankful. Body was hurting, mind was fried from the long week at work, I just needed some TLC. . . .none to be had.
Friday - The start of exterior illumination. . . . .or so we thought. Thought a cold might be coming on so I laid low and tested outside lights. Bill got a call from work, had to go in to rebuild a server. So I took a nap and called the Virgin and the General to see if we were "ON" for the night. 22 minutes on the phone and we formulated a plan. Finally heard from CK, he rode 3 hours alone. Called Bill, he'd be at work all evening so he said go eat. Tiny called. . . . .somehow he must have known we were going to eat. $50 and two pitchers of Margaritas later, Virgin and Girl were feeling pretty good. We left the restaurant to head home and I must have been obnoxious because I remember a slight disagreement and then riding home in silence. Got home, got the games out, got more alcohol, scared CK away . . . . .he left. . . . .the rest of us partied till dawn. Played a little twister. . . and that's all I'm going to say about that!
Saturday - Wake up feeling crummy, but excited to ride my mountain bike with my friends on new trails. Sounded like Bill was going to have to work for most of the day again, so I tried to scope out where I was supposed to be and when. I was supposed to ride down with CK, but he left without even calling me, so I had no clue where I was supposed to be. Being "flexible" I jumped on the internet to locate this Jewel Osco I was supposed to be at. Took me longer than I thought to get there. . . . .and I was just about to say screw it and turn around when I was reeled back in by Lori who directed me to where I needed to be. When I finally got there thankfully KEVIN was helpful enough to get my bike out and get it ready while I put my shoes on and got ready to ride. Had a good time with Amy. . . . .of course we always have fun riding together. Left the Jewel Osco parking lot with the promise to hear from CK in a bit. . . . . haven't heard from him. Got home, Bill had already left for work, now I get to curl up on the couch and spend Saturday night on my own. Plans change I guess. I'm told I need to be "flexible".
Hopefully tomorrow brings better times. It's got to, right??
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
What?!?
What the hell day is today?? Where did the week go? Oh yeah, I was busy having a lock smith re-key someone else's house. . . .that was SUPPOSED to be a foreclosure. Imagine my surprise when I got a call from the Washignton County Sheriff's Department. Great. I'm a fugative now. Now I know how Russell feels. . . . .
Sunday, November 19, 2006
Thursday, November 16, 2006
Nothin' new
I suddenly have too much work to do and not enough time to do it.
Whatever. I think I'll go make a drink. I hear that helps.
Whatever. I think I'll go make a drink. I hear that helps.
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
It's not easy being CK.
Monday, November 13, 2006
Self-discipline
Elbert Hubbard defined self-discipline as, "The ability to make yourself do what you should do, when you should do it, whether you feel like it or not."
I believe I lack self-discipline. So what's new. Happy Monday.
I believe I lack self-discipline. So what's new. Happy Monday.
Sunday, November 12, 2006
CX Racin'
West Bend Wisconsin. . . . . .the snow fell heavy Friday night. . . .numerous accidents. A stretch of Hwy 41 was literally closed as there was a 6 car pile up. I arrive home from work after a long treacherous drive in the 4 wheel sleigh and decide I'm parking my butt on the couch and not setting foot outside again.
Saturday morning I look out the window, everything is white. . . .I mean REALLY white. A couple inches of snow. . . .a snow filled, slush covered drive way. . . .32 degree temps. . . .I'm thinkin' "sure, what the hell, let's go to do the cross race in Janesville". So I call Tiny to make sure he's out of bed because I figure CK and I aren't going to suffer alone. . . . . .
After a 2 hour drive we arrive in Janesville. I register right away so I don't change my mind. Then I walk to the course and see it's all mud. Now I'm thinking "cool, I might do ok. . . .looks like the skills will come into play". I'm seeing people COVERED in mud . . . .some of them all you can see is their EYES! Wow. This is going to suck.
I try to warm up but decide really, I don't care. That's the fun thing about not being in the series. . . .or having "good" races. . . .you can afford to not really care. So I stand on the start line and chat with Keith while everyone else warms up. In retrospect. . . .I probably should have warmed up. . . . .
Off we go. . . . . I used the abs a ton to balance myself. . . . .sweet, at least they got a good workout. Actually rode ok, except for the fact I can NOT ride unclipped. This was my downfall. Not only did my feet slide all around on the pedals, I kept trying to pedal with my WHOLE leg and I kept lifting my feet off the pedals. Duh. So I ended up running a couple parts I should have rode. . . .but whatever. It was not so bad anyway.
I feel like I had more to give, which was good. Not sure why I didn't give it. . . . .but then again, I don't really care either. :-) Finished 7 out of 10 Cat 3 women. Caught up to Colleen at the end and she put the hammer down and stomped me. Never saw her again. Nice finish!
Even in the mud I practiced my "form" on the barriers. That's the fun part. I may not have WON, but at least I looked cool.
CK took 1st in the 40+, he had a huge gap. He probably could have walked most of the last lap and still won. He got a sweet trophy and some cash. Add that to his Iceman cash and now he's surpassed me in the winnings department this month. But he doesn't have a sweet Iceman jersey. Ha ha.
Now it's time to RECOVER. Maybe ONE last CX race next weekend. . . . . . . .
Saturday morning I look out the window, everything is white. . . .I mean REALLY white. A couple inches of snow. . . .a snow filled, slush covered drive way. . . .32 degree temps. . . .I'm thinkin' "sure, what the hell, let's go to do the cross race in Janesville". So I call Tiny to make sure he's out of bed because I figure CK and I aren't going to suffer alone. . . . . .
After a 2 hour drive we arrive in Janesville. I register right away so I don't change my mind. Then I walk to the course and see it's all mud. Now I'm thinking "cool, I might do ok. . . .looks like the skills will come into play". I'm seeing people COVERED in mud . . . .some of them all you can see is their EYES! Wow. This is going to suck.
I try to warm up but decide really, I don't care. That's the fun thing about not being in the series. . . .or having "good" races. . . .you can afford to not really care. So I stand on the start line and chat with Keith while everyone else warms up. In retrospect. . . .I probably should have warmed up. . . . .
Off we go. . . . . I used the abs a ton to balance myself. . . . .sweet, at least they got a good workout. Actually rode ok, except for the fact I can NOT ride unclipped. This was my downfall. Not only did my feet slide all around on the pedals, I kept trying to pedal with my WHOLE leg and I kept lifting my feet off the pedals. Duh. So I ended up running a couple parts I should have rode. . . .but whatever. It was not so bad anyway.
I feel like I had more to give, which was good. Not sure why I didn't give it. . . . .but then again, I don't really care either. :-) Finished 7 out of 10 Cat 3 women. Caught up to Colleen at the end and she put the hammer down and stomped me. Never saw her again. Nice finish!
Even in the mud I practiced my "form" on the barriers. That's the fun part. I may not have WON, but at least I looked cool.
CK took 1st in the 40+, he had a huge gap. He probably could have walked most of the last lap and still won. He got a sweet trophy and some cash. Add that to his Iceman cash and now he's surpassed me in the winnings department this month. But he doesn't have a sweet Iceman jersey. Ha ha.
Now it's time to RECOVER. Maybe ONE last CX race next weekend. . . . . . . .
Thursday, November 09, 2006
Once upon a time in a land far, far away. . . . . .
Once upon a time, in a land far, far away there was a little elf named Tiny. Tiny liked to ride bicycles and actually he was pretty good. He got harassed a lot to ride with the faster elves, but Tiny knew what his goals were and he stood his ground and stayed with the slower elves so he could meet them.
One day the KING Elf asked Tiny to race his bicycle in a magical land far, FAR away. It would take 7 days by camel to get there, so Tiny decided to rent a Jeep (not a sheep). The Jeep rode well and he arrived at the magical land in plenty of time to pre-ride part of the course. Now Tiny didn't realize this magical land that was far, FAR away was just like the place he was from. . . .where it gets dark by 5:00. . . .so he set out on his adventure not knowing where he was going with only mere minutes until dark. Of course he got lost. . . . . . .and a gnome from another town had to be guide him back with his little pen light. . . .just in the nick of time as Tiny was getting hungry.
The next day Tiny rode in the race the KING Elf invited him to and he won. He celebrated with his little elf friends and the beautiful princess elf and they both took home Iceman jerseys.
That night Tiny had trouble sleeping and he decided he would pack the Jeep up to head back to his home lands in the middle of the night. . . . . .so he did. He entertained himself on the long drive back in the dark by singing country songs to himself. . . . . .telling himself stories. . . . . .and counting how many deer he saw on the roadside.
Before arriving back in his village he had to return the Jeep to the Dollar rental counter. The gargoyle behind the counter was pleasant enough to point out the fact that they didn't have Tiny's camel anymore. It became a mystery as to where Tiny's camel went. Upon further investigation it was discovered Tiny parked his camel in a no-parking zone, so they had to tow his camel. Tiny pointed out to the gargoyle that SHE told him to park the camel there, but it didn't matter what he said, they were going to charge him for the towing anyway. . . . .so he gave up the fight.
They sent him to the Troll's shack to pay for the towing and once he arrived there he discovered they not only towed his camel and charged him for that. . . . .but they parked the camel in a limited parking zone so he also received a ticket. By now Tiny was very angry and went to pay the Troll so he could get home and eat. The Troll informed him of the charges. . . . . .and then informed him that on top of the towing and the ticket charges. . . .he also had to pay another $30 to STORE the camel. Poor Tiny was fuming out his elf ears as he went to the time machine to get cash for the Troll. After some debate and a second trip out to make change because the Troll didn't have any change. . . . . .Tiny finally got his camel back (not to be confused with his "Camelbak") and headed home to eat.
He was very glad the KING Elf had given him money for winning the bicycle race in the magical land far, FAR away. . . . .because he spent it all on his camel. Stupid camel.
One day the KING Elf asked Tiny to race his bicycle in a magical land far, FAR away. It would take 7 days by camel to get there, so Tiny decided to rent a Jeep (not a sheep). The Jeep rode well and he arrived at the magical land in plenty of time to pre-ride part of the course. Now Tiny didn't realize this magical land that was far, FAR away was just like the place he was from. . . .where it gets dark by 5:00. . . .so he set out on his adventure not knowing where he was going with only mere minutes until dark. Of course he got lost. . . . . . .and a gnome from another town had to be guide him back with his little pen light. . . .just in the nick of time as Tiny was getting hungry.
The next day Tiny rode in the race the KING Elf invited him to and he won. He celebrated with his little elf friends and the beautiful princess elf and they both took home Iceman jerseys.
That night Tiny had trouble sleeping and he decided he would pack the Jeep up to head back to his home lands in the middle of the night. . . . . .so he did. He entertained himself on the long drive back in the dark by singing country songs to himself. . . . . .telling himself stories. . . . . .and counting how many deer he saw on the roadside.
Before arriving back in his village he had to return the Jeep to the Dollar rental counter. The gargoyle behind the counter was pleasant enough to point out the fact that they didn't have Tiny's camel anymore. It became a mystery as to where Tiny's camel went. Upon further investigation it was discovered Tiny parked his camel in a no-parking zone, so they had to tow his camel. Tiny pointed out to the gargoyle that SHE told him to park the camel there, but it didn't matter what he said, they were going to charge him for the towing anyway. . . . .so he gave up the fight.
They sent him to the Troll's shack to pay for the towing and once he arrived there he discovered they not only towed his camel and charged him for that. . . . .but they parked the camel in a limited parking zone so he also received a ticket. By now Tiny was very angry and went to pay the Troll so he could get home and eat. The Troll informed him of the charges. . . . . .and then informed him that on top of the towing and the ticket charges. . . .he also had to pay another $30 to STORE the camel. Poor Tiny was fuming out his elf ears as he went to the time machine to get cash for the Troll. After some debate and a second trip out to make change because the Troll didn't have any change. . . . . .Tiny finally got his camel back (not to be confused with his "Camelbak") and headed home to eat.
He was very glad the KING Elf had given him money for winning the bicycle race in the magical land far, FAR away. . . . .because he spent it all on his camel. Stupid camel.
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
Happy Birthday CK!
A big HAPPY BIRTHDAY goes out to Jeff Melcher today. Not quite the Big "4-0". . . .but he's closer to it than I am. Hope your day is great. And you're welcome for the weather I provided you with.
Did a night ride last night again. Wasn't as much fun as last week's. I think the fatigue I'm still carrying from the Iceman made it just a tad bit less fun than I hoped for. Funny how the body can do that to you. . . .make a ride less fun when it hurts a little more than usual. I also seemed to momentarily have a loss of "skills" and forgot how to RIDE. Although I wasn't laying across the trail on the way down those "steps". . . . .yes, those "steps" that you aren't supposed to ride. . . . .now Captain's got a one way ticket "you know where" and it wasn't even Squirt's fault. She was off gettin' "perty".
Hit New Fane today for a bit since it was SOOOO beautiful. Yeah, that felt like crap too. Guess the body needs some recovery time. Seems like hard rides take me down for several days now-a-days. It kind of sucks to lose the "recovery" factor. But at least I'm on the bike. That's a bonus. And besides, the "base period" will shortly be upon us. Then it's lots of long, easy rides anyway. THOSE I can handle. Thank god it takes the endurance longer to leave the body. There might be hope for me yet. :-)
GET OUT and enjoy the weather. I will make the snow fly again soon. Yuck.
Did a night ride last night again. Wasn't as much fun as last week's. I think the fatigue I'm still carrying from the Iceman made it just a tad bit less fun than I hoped for. Funny how the body can do that to you. . . .make a ride less fun when it hurts a little more than usual. I also seemed to momentarily have a loss of "skills" and forgot how to RIDE. Although I wasn't laying across the trail on the way down those "steps". . . . .yes, those "steps" that you aren't supposed to ride. . . . .now Captain's got a one way ticket "you know where" and it wasn't even Squirt's fault. She was off gettin' "perty".
Hit New Fane today for a bit since it was SOOOO beautiful. Yeah, that felt like crap too. Guess the body needs some recovery time. Seems like hard rides take me down for several days now-a-days. It kind of sucks to lose the "recovery" factor. But at least I'm on the bike. That's a bonus. And besides, the "base period" will shortly be upon us. Then it's lots of long, easy rides anyway. THOSE I can handle. Thank god it takes the endurance longer to leave the body. There might be hope for me yet. :-)
GET OUT and enjoy the weather. I will make the snow fly again soon. Yuck.
Monday, November 06, 2006
The Iceman recap. . . . .
"Energy and persistence conquer all things." ~Benjamin Franklin . . . . . . . . . I think I might just believe that.
7 hours 45 minutes in the vehicle one way. . . . . . .freezing temps. . . . . .snow flakes falling. . . . . .69 SPORT women alone. . . . . .28.5 miles of double track, single track, flats, hills and SAND. . . . . . HUNDREDS of slower sport men in front of me. . . . . .and one FREAKIN' AWESOME finish for Girl. :-)
This was not the kind of course that favors me. . . . .especially now, when I've lost some strength and some upper end. But somehow, when you line me up at the start, tell me it's a race and say "GO", some switch flips deep inside me. This season I have been able to access parts of myself during racing I didn't even know I had. 2006 was the season for realizing what is truly inside of me. . . . . . .what motivates and inspires me.
My finish time was 2:28. AHR 181. A 90 minute WORS race has me at an AHR of about 182. I had no idea I could put that much out for that long of a time frame (at this point in the year especially). . . . .and not bonk. I even surprised myself.
Out of 69 sport women I ended up 8th overall. Out of 25 sport women in my age group (35-44) I took 1st. I got some awesome BLING! Walked away with $135, a 1st place medal and an Iceman Cometh Jersey (maybe I'll wear it at the next cross race). I was so excited. . . . .I was walking on clouds. :-)
I wasn't the only one who made my name known in Michigan. We had some AWESOME finishes among us. Jeff Melcher skillfully took 2nd out of 107 in his age (expert 35-39). He ended up 8th overall. . . .out of 394 Experts. Unbelievable.
Nathan and Ron took 1st and 3rd (respectively) in their age group (expert 25-29). Scott Cole took 5th in his age group (expert 40-44). John Lirette took 1st in his age (sport 40-44), with a mechanical none-the-less. Russell took 4th out of his age (sport/expert clydesdales). Mike & Jay took 6th in the tandem category. And there were a number of other prominentnt WI WORS riders who cleaned house as well. Check out ALL the results here.
Overall it was a well spent weekend. It was great to be able to ride with so many other great riders, to practice my "aggressive passing" going around all those slower sport boys, to spend quality time with other awesome WI WORS people, to spend 16 hours in a car with my BFF, to listen to Tiny's stories of the weekend (which I will recall for you in future posts), to realize that I really do have the motivation and the inspiration, I just have to remember how to tap into it. . . . .and use that this winter so NEXT season can be what this season was "supposed" to be. I can't wait.
7 hours 45 minutes in the vehicle one way. . . . . . .freezing temps. . . . . .snow flakes falling. . . . . .69 SPORT women alone. . . . . .28.5 miles of double track, single track, flats, hills and SAND. . . . . . HUNDREDS of slower sport men in front of me. . . . . .and one FREAKIN' AWESOME finish for Girl. :-)
This was not the kind of course that favors me. . . . .especially now, when I've lost some strength and some upper end. But somehow, when you line me up at the start, tell me it's a race and say "GO", some switch flips deep inside me. This season I have been able to access parts of myself during racing I didn't even know I had. 2006 was the season for realizing what is truly inside of me. . . . . . .what motivates and inspires me.
My finish time was 2:28. AHR 181. A 90 minute WORS race has me at an AHR of about 182. I had no idea I could put that much out for that long of a time frame (at this point in the year especially). . . . .and not bonk. I even surprised myself.
Out of 69 sport women I ended up 8th overall. Out of 25 sport women in my age group (35-44) I took 1st. I got some awesome BLING! Walked away with $135, a 1st place medal and an Iceman Cometh Jersey (maybe I'll wear it at the next cross race). I was so excited. . . . .I was walking on clouds. :-)
I wasn't the only one who made my name known in Michigan. We had some AWESOME finishes among us. Jeff Melcher skillfully took 2nd out of 107 in his age (expert 35-39). He ended up 8th overall. . . .out of 394 Experts. Unbelievable.
Nathan and Ron took 1st and 3rd (respectively) in their age group (expert 25-29). Scott Cole took 5th in his age group (expert 40-44). John Lirette took 1st in his age (sport 40-44), with a mechanical none-the-less. Russell took 4th out of his age (sport/expert clydesdales). Mike & Jay took 6th in the tandem category. And there were a number of other prominentnt WI WORS riders who cleaned house as well. Check out ALL the results here.
Overall it was a well spent weekend. It was great to be able to ride with so many other great riders, to practice my "aggressive passing" going around all those slower sport boys, to spend quality time with other awesome WI WORS people, to spend 16 hours in a car with my BFF, to listen to Tiny's stories of the weekend (which I will recall for you in future posts), to realize that I really do have the motivation and the inspiration, I just have to remember how to tap into it. . . . .and use that this winter so NEXT season can be what this season was "supposed" to be. I can't wait.
Thursday, November 02, 2006
Iceman Cometh
Off we go. . . . . . .off to Traverse City Michigan for the Iceman Cometh. I hope it's not SUPER freezing. And I hope I finish well. Good luck to all you sucka's doing the cross race this weekend.
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
Night riding does NOT suck!
Ok, I have a new attitude on night riding now.
Went out last night with a few friends, on a trail I know very well, and took the lead. The group of people were fun, the trail was great, the weather was not-so-bad, my light was awesome, and the pace. . . . . . .well, the pace was probably a little higher than I expected, but I guess that's my fault since I set it.
Had a blast. . . . . . had some good chili afterwards. . . . . and now I'm pretty sure I'm hooked on night riding. Let's do it again NEXT week!! :-)
Sweet.
Went out last night with a few friends, on a trail I know very well, and took the lead. The group of people were fun, the trail was great, the weather was not-so-bad, my light was awesome, and the pace. . . . . . .well, the pace was probably a little higher than I expected, but I guess that's my fault since I set it.
Had a blast. . . . . . had some good chili afterwards. . . . . and now I'm pretty sure I'm hooked on night riding. Let's do it again NEXT week!! :-)
Sweet.
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