It sucked. I'm not sure how I didn't spontaneously combust. My wing man had to bring me home cuz I was seeing stars and thought I was going to puke. My stomach hurt so bad, nausea setting in. Why? Who knows. Thunder ate my heart rate monitor Saturday. . . . .so I have no idea where my heart rate was, but it wasn't high enough to cause me to feel so bad.
Maybe the next ride will be better. Sure, it has to be. It can't be any worse, right? :-)
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