I prepped for yesterdays ride my having a scone and coffee for b-fast followed by a burger with fries for lunch and a huge chocolate milkshake for dessert. I woke up after my calorie induced nap and waddled out for a 15 mile ride. It was really quite embarrassing. I mean somebody called the area 51 people and reported that a UFO had landed and that "the blob" was on the loose and where was Steve McQueen when you needed him? I swear on a stack of Cannondales, no more sweets until I've lost 1 or 2 lbs or at least until the next ride for pie!