Yet another beautiful day - was just glorious, minus the pollen that has choked me up royally. Work was just that - work, I needed to leave a little early to meet up with my cycling club for an organized group ride. Because the weather this week was not horrible - like the rain we had last thursday, hordes of people showed. There must have been around 60-70 people.
I met with a few people I know, and decided on a BB ride (not an A/AA ride or a B ride, but a BB ride, which was the majority of the folks - all hard core folks.)
The ride started, and was very slow at the start, about 30 of us, all in a peleton/paceline gaining speed, and changing positions - was smooth sailing. We were in about the 30th mile when all of a sudden the AA riders saddled up besides us and joined in/integrated into out paceline - there were about 50 of us out there, was quite a site. Then the whole peleton bot faster and faster, I got caught up in the excitement, was up at the head about to shift into the lead and transfer our back from the paceline when I guess I didn't hear the shout from the rear for the BB riders to breal off and turn right. So by the time I was staging back off the lead, I realized all my BB buddies were gone. I was now riding with the AA riders - and we were whipping along. after another 7-8 miles, I started to lose steam and at one point, I started having what seemed like an asthma attack after a huge hill climb - I almost passed out. Then the end was near - I was about to collapse, but I finished with the AA riders, the best of the best of NoVa cyclists. Felt great.
Next tuesday and thursday, I'll stick with my own group (A/BB riders), and but will challenge myself to join them again, gradually edge up.
Tomorrow is tax day, seems like months since I did mine, oh wait...duh, it has been months. The weekend will be chock full of apartment appointments, I have set a goal to move on the first week of June. Gettin all my ducks in a row. Oh the joys of moving.