A Little Competition

This evening’s fast group ride was just what I needed. Seven of us rolled out of West Bend and onto the familiar roads of the “Covered Bridge Ride.” Outside of town our average speed for the 26-mile route exceeded 20 mph and on a couple of occasions topped 30. I did my share of work on the front and always made an effort—albeit not always successfully—to match the accelerations of the stronger riders. I was the middle-of-the-pack guy tonight, working hard to get better. Here’s to that!