This Sunday morning began with a bike trip to the market for a few things. An easy jog with the pups got me back home in time to ride to the village and catch some of the local Fathers Day Road Race. I stopped long enough to see a few friends running.
The youngest runner
The cutest runner
A short ride would get me to the pier to see the Whaleboat rowing crew off. They are recruiting me to join and I just may.
The afternoon temperature was approaching 90F with high humidity. I decided to go for a fitness ride in spite of that. Of course the ride would have to wait while I watched the All Whites of New Zealand take it to the whinny Italians in the World Cup. Footie first, riding after.
Twenty two miles of mild rolling hills in the country that were flattened out since I got the new bike. Carbon fiber does make a difference. I was hot and soaking wet but also enjoying the whole ride. This difficult ride felt right.