It was dark and very foggy this morning up on the levee and I was kind of surprised how many people showed up. One thing that it looks like we won't be dealing with any time soon, however, is cold weather. You would think it was March around here lately with high temperatures from 68 to 81 predicted for the next ten days.
I rode at the front of the group, headlight flashing into the mist, for a few miles as we headed out this morning. The fog was thick enough to keep the speed down quite a bit. As the first hint of sunlight started to filter through, I dropped back and within a couple of miles two things happened. The speed started to ramp up and I got a flat. Again. It was too early in the ride to make everyone stop, so I quietly dropped off the back to fix it. As I did, Donald dropped back too and made a U-turn to go find a few riders who had mysteriously disappeared into the fog. It turned out that Luke had had some sort of chain problem and so a few of them stopped while he fixed it. A couple of minutes later they came by as I was fixing my flat, checking to make sure I had everything I needed as they passed. I took my time fixing the flat. I figured it was probably a good thing for me to avoid getting caught up in the faster riding so soon after being sick. Anyway, I fixed the tire and continued on at an easy pace, then turned around when the group came by. Ended up with around 35 miles anyway, so that was OK, and by the time I got home I was pretty warm despite my fog-dampened feet.
Still feeling a little dragged-out and as I expected the sore throat is going away and the lung congestion is beginning.
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