I rode around all day...ALL DAY...I was so tired...still am, and all burnt up from the clouds, too. It was fun, for the most part. Went to the bike shop and got some cables adjusted. Then on the way home, walking up the bridges since my hamstrings were on the verge of seperating from my femer someone pulls up in a truck, nearly hits me (I was walking in the grass) and offered me a ride. Then he wanted to make sure my bike was okay. Then he told me to "get rid of that cigarette and pedal that bicycle!" That was...interesting. He's a road biker and said, "there's no reason not to ride the bridges!"

I haven't ridden in a while, it's hard to maintain hydration and a straight line, man! Sheesh!