Intellectually, I know how important LSD is, I just cannot seem to slow myself down. Today, I decided to be a good boy and basically spin. We had a nice little pace line set up at about 24 mph. We entered the sprint zone, and no one went. Suddenly, a guy on a tri bike comes blasting by. Like a greyhound and a rabbit, I was on his wheel, and then of course I had to blow by him, and hold my speed until the end of the sprint zone. I am really tired today, but tomorrow I ride with the fast group, so there will be no rest for the weary.