For those keeping score, it's asphalt 1, Gugie 0. I've decided against a rematch (fingers crossed).

It's been a few weeks since that happened, and although I'm supposed to wait until I get signed off on Sept. 6 (next doctor appointment), I've been feeling antsy. Going through my stable, I picked out my trusty summer bike, the Lotus Classique



Apprehensive about getting back on the saddle, I took it slow the first 10 minutes. Feeling good, I decided to pick up the pace, and turned into the wind.



I decided to do a few intervals, pushing my heart rate up, resting, then pushing again.



After 40 minutes, a warm down, then off. The shoulder was no worse for the wear. Pulling up with my arm ain't so great, pushing down, not so bad. I think I'll stay away from standing and sprinting.

Special thanks to my publicist who took off time from his busy Sunday job of answering texts from one of his daughters to deliver his mag trainer!