Took the day off and hit the Schuylkill River Trail. Told my youngest son that it was the kind of day I could ride forever. He said, "Sure, Dad. It's good to have a fantasy life." I laughed, but then thought why not make a day of it. So, seven plus trips to Philadelphia and then to Phoenixville and I logged 158.7 miles. On the last lap I was getting a bit bored with the same scenery, but was happy it was flat. In my boredom I realized that the combined age of my wife, two sons, and self is 158 years. So, today I rode my family's age.
It was a great day to ride. Warm, in the mid to upper 80s, but not much humidity. Very little headwind, and plenty of stretches of trees providing shade. I passed a woman (in her 30s would be my guess) three times. She was riding a single speed with coaster brakes and a front wire basket. I wonder how many miles she did. I also saw two red foxes in different parts of the trail, and a snapping turtle that must have benn 35 lbs or more. All in all a good way to spend a day away from work.