Headed out around noon, had plenty of daylight time to get another dirt metric century.
Leaves were falling all around me and doing their last dance as they floated to the ground in a zig zag pattern. It was a bit buggy and muggy today, but a wonderfully enjoyable riding time. One of those rides where time, distance, and speed was somewhere in the background, pedaling hard, and listening to music were in the foreground and in my consciousness. So the time flew, and so did the bicycle.
Strange us habitual bicyclers, I'm looking forward to the next run now.
My tentative plans of only riding dirt metric centuries 3-4 times a week to give some recovery time for the back is starting to look undesirable. I mean, if I stick to that plan, that means not riding until Saturday now. I don't think that is sounding so good. I'll see, feel it out, see how it goes