Took off solo on the same route as yesterday, just in the opposite direction. A frosty start and some icy patches quickly gave way to more melting. Not quite as much sun, but temps were just as delightful as yesterday, and spectacular for January. This may be one of those times when the words "I knew I shouldn't, but it was soooo good" may be appropriate. I'm already feeling the 90+ miles of this weekend, but I'm all smiles. I just can't move. 48/14.6
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Ahhh yes, as read your blog with an icepack on my knee, from 11 hours of low milage snow grinding this weekend. We just can't help ourselfs.
I guess a little Tylenol wouldn't hurt tonight. Well, it sounded like it was all worth it.
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