Made it to the early ride again this week. Got to the meeting area before anyone else and couldn't believe I was that late. So I rolled through and met up with Jeff coming the other way a mile down the road. Thankful I hadn't missed the group.
The ride turned out to be pretty smooth through out, just pretty fast and boy do my legs feel it. The stairs in our building have become mountains. I believe going down is worse than climbing. Having to use the handrails on the way down makes me feel very old. I know I am not going to hurt myself this much tomorrow. Only one more day this week, so just get the miles in.
Even though I am hurting, I wouldn't change it.
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