Atypical Day

Although I probably should have made the drive across the lake to do a ride up around Enon, the early start convinced me to just go ahead and do the Sunday Giro ride. I was feeling kind of tired from Saturday's ride anyway. On the way out to the lakefront I met up with Ben and we arrived early enough to stop and chat at the parking lot before people finally got rolling. I was surprised how fast it got today on the way out to the Eden Isles turnaround, but the ride back turned out to be much slower, especially after we turned around to see about one of the guys who crashed going around the turn from the service road onto Bullard. Turned out his front tire had about gone flat and when he made the turn he lost it. No major damage done, though. All-in-all it seemed like kind of an atypical Giro ride. Anyway, by the time we got back onto Lakeshore drive I was feeling kind of bonkish. Don't know why. I had eaten a powerbar along the way and had enough water. Rode back home down Wisner and Carrollton with big Richard and John a bit faster than I would have liked. The rest of the day I was more thirsty than usual, although I did spend a few hours out in the sun battling with the hedge trimmer, which I was asking to cut things it was never really designed to handle. Eventually I sliced through the electrical cord, got a bit of a shock, and decided it was time to call it a day just before a big thunder storm, complete with lightning and hail, moved in.

I think The Daughter is planning on doing the morning levee ride tomorrow. Hope it doesn't get too fast!

In the early afternoon I got a call that one of my step-sisters, who I don't know very well, had been murdered in a double murder / suicide. Long sad story there of which I know only bits and pieces. Suffice it to say there was a long history of drugs and bad choices.