Nice weather - unhooked the Lemond from the trainer and got out for about 25 miles. First road ride since about November or so.
Felt great, but I must admit that this 63 yo body fought me a bit.
The nice thing was when a young biker came panting up to me and said, "I just had to pass you." "That was my goal." "Whew, my legs are killing me." He then stopped, completely pooped out. As I was just cruising along, I felt pretty good, until passed by another. Oh well, I NEVER (yeah, right) try to race anyone else.
Anybody else get a nice recreational ride in today?