A small group of masters riders got together this morning for a training ride over on the Northshore. It was already getting pretty warm by the time we rolled out around 8:30, and by the time we got back three hours later it was probably around 90. It turned out to be a pretty challenging ride with Jay and Steve pushing the pace and attacking the little hills. By the time we stopped at the store in Enon after 35 miles or so, sweat was already starting to drip in my eyes from the soaked pads in my helmet.
When we rolled back into Abita Springs, I could feel the day's damage in both quads, and as soon as I stopped the sweat started pouring into my eyes and I had to run and grab my water bottle quick to wash it out. We walked over to the Abita Brewpub afterward where I had a nice little Turbodog and, eventually, a hamburger. Our waitress was having more than a little trouble, and admitted she had been out last night until 6 a.m., so we cut her a little slack for being up-front about it, even though she screwed up about half of the orders.
Wondering what Armadillo Ale tastes like . . .
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