Yesterday I went for a ride with a new group. We covered a tough 11 miles in an hour and change, on an out-and-back course with just one refueling stop -- ice cream. The guys took turns pulling and fortunately they let me hang on the back, that draft was the only way I could keep up. They had the typical ride banter - you know, Xbox, Minecraft, farting, burping, and a little bit about equipment, that sort of stuff. I saw some unusually high cadence action, and at times feet would literally fly off of the pedals. I got a little nervous when we approached baby strollers and small children, but fortunately all pedestrians remained safe.
We are already talking about our next cycling adventure. Thanks for the ride, boys!