Filling up on, you guessed it, Gatorade and Fig Newtons, we waited for Susan to take my windbreaker off. We were soon back on the road with only had 14 more miles to go. This time the temp was warm enough Susan was able to tough out the 80 degrees and finish without a jacket. By 2:15 we were taking a group picture back at the trucks and loading up. After lunch at Applebee�s we were on the road home.
As I settled in with a sore bottom from my first long ride of the year, and four hours of driving ahead of me, I begin to understand those looks of complete astonishment we get when we tell our non-biking friends what our plans for the weekend are. Actually, I was beginning to think maybe they were right. But even as we drove home through the country side, I begin to plan our next ride.
