After a weekend of dreary weather. I finally had a few hours of good weather on Sunday afternoon. The ride soon turned into a comedy of error's. My 11-year-old daughter has been begging, to go on one of my training rides, so I relented and allowed her to come, with a few stipulations. Don't talk, drink to much, or complain.
1. I dressed way too warm--long riding tights and a long sleeved fleece jacket--way too much.
2. My Daughter would not shut up! (it was like riding with my Mom, nag, nag, nag)! She (Mom) doesn't own a computer, so I'm safe.
3. A ride I thought was twelve miles, turned out to be twenty four miles, at the fourteen mile mark I finally gave in, and let Tae call her Mom to come and get us.
I was proud that she made it that far, but she is excluded from all training rides from this point forward.
Joe
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