Today I backed off considerably from the determined way I pushed myself yesterday, and just rode a slow pair of consecutive round trips to Marsh Park, completing the 18 miles in a languid, leisurely 1:55. And our unbelievable stretch of weather continues—once more I rode beneath a mostly sunny sky (with only a few thin, wispy, scattered clouds), and the temperature went from 68° when I started, just before 9:00 a.m., to 77° when I finished. It's almost helping me to forget riding in gloves (and still freezing my fingers) last winter.
This ride enabled me to finish May with 405.8 miles—easily my best month of the year so far. Previously, beset by both health issues and my plethora of mechanical problems (and occasional prohibitive weather), I've recorded: January (104.4), February (132.7), March (283.7), and April (218.4).
On the way back home during my second round trip, I passed a man jogging who smiled and called out, "Hi, Allen." I couldn't be entirely certain, but I thought that this was my friend Carl Combs who I met last fall.
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