Brought a bike to help keep my sanity and even the riding carried many emotional swings. I cruised by all the homes we had during that period. The very first one stopped me dead in my tracks. This was a little non-air conditioned house built in 1932. We were 32 and 24 respectively when we moved in and still crazy....but we were crazy in love.
I think the idea that half my life has passed since then was overwhelming. How could that be? and so fast?
On Tuesday, I rode very early and then in the hammerfest at 6PM. You don't know how lucky we are to have SCTAC and other opportunities.
I was fighting a 15-20 mph head wind going out. It was a reminder why Texas riders can climb mountains when they have no mountains on which to train.
Solo, I won all the sprint points. Several times I was seriously challenged by short legged dogs but I was triumphant. After about 3.5 hours I returned to my hotel, hot and sweaty (high in the mid 90's today).
I will be glad to be back tomorrow and hugging some SC/NC roads this weekend.
Hope to see ya out there.