Solo 40 on Saturday then another solo 20 today, Sunday. Cruised o the way out today just trying to get I 20 miles. As I stopped to turn around, a paceline of about 20 riders, male and 2 female went flying by. I turned around to chase them but they saw me and picked it up. I just kept hammering . They pulled away some, about 100 yards ahead.
I thought maybe I might not catch them the a second later I saw the back rider drop off. Well yeah buddy, I can at least catch him. Getting closer about 50 yards back, I saw the line break up.
Next thing I know I've passed about 10 of the riders. Reminded me of the group rides I used to do. Everyone would start out racing then a few miles later, 20 of the 25 riders were toast.
I kept on then finally passed the first three. As I rolled by, one guy asked if he could connect a line to my bike. I kept on the realized they fell back. I stopped at a park to water up seeing them roll by. I thought about going to the restroom but thought what the heck?
I jumped back on my bike then chased them down again. Easier this time seeing they were broken up. When I got to the sole lead rider I went around spinning in my 39 ring. After I was ahead about 30 yards, he tried keeping up. After about a mile he was still there surprisingly, so I went to the big ring to hammer him.
He started falling behind then once at the dark tunnel, I actually stood up hammering up the short steep grade. I rarely stand but wanted to hammer the final nail into the coffin
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I pulled far ahead then funny, he pulled into the same parking lot at the end of his ride. I looked over at him to say hey but he didn't even acknowledge me. Bad sport haha ha.
Today was fueled by Chinese food last night.
Old fart Saturday Fat ******* Sunday