Recovering nicely, thank you for asking
We did what was supposed to be a 28 mile ride, but my odometer said it was almost 31 by the time we got back to the cars. My butt tells me it must've been 31.
I have to say I really enjoyed the ride for it's scenery and, of course, the company. I'm so used to riding alone in a parking lot. Needless to say, the scenery and company on those rides leaves something to be desired. But this ride was easy to do because of those two simple factors. I hadn't done more than 7 miles yet, so this was a real push for me. But I did it, and everyone else was impressed with me for doing so on my first time out on the trail.
I must also admit that I was slowing everyone down. Being that I'm not used to the long distances, I was trying to pace myself for the entire ride. I was bringing up the rear the whole time. Somebody has to be last, why not me? So everyone had to slow down a little bit for my sake. Nobody complained, and I didn't ask for any rest-stops. My odometer said that I averaged 9.3 mph with a top speed of 19.9 at one point, which I'll explain below.
Some highlights from the day:
* Just being able to talk to somebody else while I was riding. Everybody took a turn lagging behind a little with me, except Rob (I didn't expect him to), so we could chat a little bit as we rode. It was great to get caught up with everyone. Especially P.Dave, since the only time I really see him is at the very beginning and very end of church, and there's seldom much time for us to just talk to one another at those times - there's always so much other "church" stuff going on around us.
* Almost beating Lori in a race to the halfway-point/rest-stop - that's where I hit 19.9 mph. Then I got light-headed and Lori passed me. It is no great vistory for her since her competition was an overweight, middle-aged guy with asthma and high-blood pressure who was out on his first long distance ride.
* P.Dave trying to jump over a dirt/gravel pile only to end up going over his handlebars. The funny part of it was that he had already done it once. When he went back to try it again, with a little more speed, he must've hit a "soft spot" because his tire just stuck right into the pile and then he went up and over. Yes, he was OK, and we all got a laugh out of his misfortune.
* Stopping at the little convenience store along the trail for an ice cream sandwich and a bottle of Cherry-Pepsi. This was on the second half of the ride, as we were heading back to the cars. Of course, Lori took it upon herself to bitch at me about my bottle of Cherry-Pepsi and how it was defeating the purpose of the ride. To which I effectively argued against her by using the Weight-Watchers point system. After the pop (that would be "soda" to some of you), and the ice cream sandwich, I would still be 2 points ahead of my daily allowance - so there!
Side note to this post:
This was supposed to be our Bi-Weekly BBQ day, but JT was ill prepared for it. So we opted for Vincents Pizza instead. Then we went to the church to watch our movie. Last nights selection was The Warriors. It made for the ending of a truly memorable day.