No one told me Wednesday was the designated psycho day for the morning rides. Ouch. I'm beyond tired right now.
Progress was made even if it didn't look or feel like progress. Today progress was desperately clinging to the wheel of the guy in the Credit Agricole kit, praying he didn't ride any faster because I'm about to explode. He obviously sensed this and responded by "letting" me pull for a while. Roadies are sick bastards. ;) Made it about a minute on the front before it was all over. But it was a good ride. Over coffee (because our roadies always end the ride at the coffee shop) they invited me to the 22-24mph ride on Tues and Thurs. I told them I didn't think I could keep up. They responded "what do you think you were riding today?" Well, my Garmin 305 literally came apart during the ride. Apparently we were riding faster than I thought.
Rides like this will bring back my bike speed in no time.