The bad news: No one told me we were riding roadies.
It was like showing up to a gun fight with a waffle. Err, I'm getting that analogy wrong, which is exactly what happened. I was expecting a fun night full of trail riding and showed up with my 29er mountain bike. Trying to pedal a fat 29er around for nearly 14 and a half miles with a mean headwind wasn't fun. I mean, I was glad to be outside in beautiful weather with a great group of people, but the Excalibur weighs a ton. Now that I know better, I'll be sure to show up with the road bike and have a much better time, next week.
Honestly, I've never been much of a beer guy, but at the post-ride meetup at River Street Jazz Cafe, I sucked down a pint of Yuengling and swore that nothing had ever tasted so good. Good brews, good times... I'm so glad we're doing this again!

I wanted to ride in the Tour de Scranton, last week, but was actually put off by the varying routes. 4 miles was going to be way too short, 15 was also pretty short and there were still 3 routes left -- 32, 46 and 65 miles. Which route to choose? Do I push myself and try the 65 mile route, or do I go with an amount I'm more confident about? I just wasn't sure. Did I want to a lot of climbing or choose something more level? Note for next year: team up with other riders and see what they want to do, then just go with that.
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