Wasn't sure what to ride, where to ride, hung around the house this morning drinking coffee, putz'n with this and that. So around 10:30 I packed 80 ounces of fluids, a granola bar, and pop tarts and saddled up the CycleX go after another metric century in the dirt. Felt good, had great energy to keep the pace up, wasn't sure after a metric yesterday. Rode the back trails out of town, rode into Sageville, then Durango, Graf, by Epworth, and Farley and ended up in Dysersvile and turned around. A couple of farm dogs thought it was funny to chase me, I had enough jump start on them to stay ahead of em. At about 10 miles left I started realize I am running out of gas, then I noticed I was dragging my shadow along with me, so no wonder. So the weekend is over, back to work tomorrow, 130 miles in this weekend, in the snow, dirt and gravel. Feels good.
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