71F/22C and s-t-i-c-k-y.

Of course, trying to chase triathlon roadies doesn't help. The MUP was lousy with traffic. Roadies, runners, even a couple of swimmers. I wound up behind a fully-kitted roadie woman. Clearly a tri-girl. We were cruisin' around 18MPH for a mile or so, then we split up. I'll be taking roads home this afternoon. The tri is tomorrow, and there are practice swims and bike check-ins this afternoon.

Nobody caught me though.

TGIF!