Ride in Review 7/11 and 7/12

Well, crew... a highly successful ride weekend, even if we were missing a few of you.

Saturday morning, we dodged the triathalon and rode A1A south and back. Winds were mild from the west, so we couldn't use that for an excuse. It was a rocky start, but Sweet Spot earned the "Can't keep me off my bike" award. Yes, he looked like a total goob riding in his flip flops - but, dude, he rode 12 miles that way! The Italian Stallion, Masher, Quadzilla, Sweet Spot and myself made up the pace line. Stallion has been hanging on a fast group recently, and he's riding strong (he even put in 20 more miles than the rest of us). Masher didn't think she was up for the full distance, but completely suprised herself. She had a great pull, despite a crummy transition on a hill. Masher even tackled the Vilano bridge this go round. Those weekend rides with her brother are paying off. Sweets wasn't on his bike long enough to feel the 6+ weeks away - he'd pay on Sunday. Buff was nursing a hangover, so his cutness was no where to be seen. Tank was being a responsible mom, as was Thong. Considering Quad and I have been off the bike for 3 weeks, we weren't complaining. We felt good and were just happy to be back in the saddle. Of course, Quad made sure I was coffee'd up as soon as we got back to the SAGburban. Don't underestimate my crankiness. And hats off to whoever the 58 year old lady was we picked up.

Sunday was a reunion, with some additional wheels. Buff had managed to rehydrate after all the Patron shots (though he is admitting to drunk chatting with his wife and having NO memory of it. Odds on when he gets to go out again???) His saddle had a little bit to talk about considering his time away. Sweets had all his gear, so he was looking for redemption this morning. That lasted until coming BACK over the Wonderwood, at which point he came pretty close to leaving all of his internal organs on the bridge. Foaming at the mouth is not his best look. Masher was huffin' a bit too - since back to back rides have been scarce of late. I was able to hang, but showed some real weakness on the climb. A billy goat I am not. Tank and Thong, still being responsible moms, were nowhere to be seen. That whole parenting thing can get so in the way of your riding. Craigilicious has been spinning during the week, and pretty much schooled us. And Quadzilla, well, there's a reason he has that nickname. Beast. We have a coupla Ghost Riders we wouldn't mind seeing sometime soon (you know who you are - don't make me call you out).

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