Went for a nice ride with my riding club (Florida Freewheelers) this morning. Did 21.3 miles total (second longest ride ever). Dragged a bit on the last three miles.

Sadly, I must report that my nemesis won today. The route we rode has three bridge crossings, and the last is my old friend, the bridge over route 434 on the Cross Seminole trail. Being 345 pounds at the moment, I am not one of nature's natural born climbers (who would have guessed?). My usual method for climbing these bridges is to attack the heck out of it, accelerating as best I can towards the bridge, then dropping a couple gears and burning my legs up it, usually with a mighty yawp half way up. Worked fine the first two climbs, but the last one was feeble.

I went to accelerate toward the last bridge (about 17 miles into the ride), and I had squat. Bupkis. Nothing. The legs gave me the big "bite me" and I ground to a halt about 1/2 way up (even though I had downshifted dramatically) and did the walk of shame to the top.

Bridge: 1
Me: 0

There will be a reckoning. The next time we meet, my legs will be fresher, and I will even up the score.....

The ride itself was nice, though: MattL1082's Profile