what better way to spend the last day of the tour than to gather some friends and head for the hills? It was good to ride with fatty and k2, garner, the papist, herr schmelzer and the dream. Dean brought a map to plot our folly more specifically. We hit three of the major climbs and rode fast through the flat areas. It was around 3 hrs of fun and suffering. More suffering for me than the rest seeing that I was at Dug's house reliving high school until 1am. Why do I think jello shots taste good? That was rhetorical, leave me alone.The group voted to stay off the gravel today and just climb. Just what the hangover needed. I do feel that this completes the circle of life. Put the toxins in>sweat the toxins out>repeat.
We got back to Heine Bros and I sat down with schmelzer and the dream for an orange and cream Jones soda. Straight cane sugar to bring me back from the dead. What was I thinking attacking the group on Eastern Pkwy? I wanted to ride like a kid. And if it weren't for that f'ing red light, Garner and I might have gotten away. Probably not.
I won't spoil it if anyone hasn't seen the end of the tour, but god what a finish. My problem is what to do now that its over. Cross season is just around the corner. Thank goodness.
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