One.
Kicked.
My.
Butt.
No wonder a lot of riders today chose NOT to do the second loop, the southern one. This ride had 3256 feet of climb, which is the fourth highest in a single ride I've done in the last 7 years.
To add insult to injury, my poker hand was Ace-Jack-Six-Seven-Four. Not even the same color, much less the same suit.
AND it seemed that every. single. yard. on. the. ride. had a political candidate's sign in it. The candidate's name? Hill.
A 66-mile butt kicking. I guess there are worse ways to spend a Saturday afternoon.
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