The weather in the Tri-cities was great! I only got lost twice. There was some dialogue on the wisdom of riding the cyclocross bicycle for a hundred miles. Hey, it's the fastest bike I have OK?Jesse lent me a road wheelset, but it just didn't seem right to do that to the Masi. About mile 70, I was kinda wishing I had gone with the road tires and wheels.
I would advance on the climbs. On the descents I held my own, but on the flats I was left behind. Every climb, I would gain all the distance I had lost. Then, down the hill, and the cycle would start over again and again - like a yoyo, yo.
2 comments:
Sounds like good times!
Remarkable phrase and it is duly
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