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It could have been worse

At first glance you'd have thought it was just any other southern California morning. The excessive heat and humidity, we'd been experiencing over the last week or so, was gone, and it was the typical morning (overcast and 62°F) I've grown accustomed to, and actually enjoy, as I headed out shortly before 7 AM to meet the group for our Wednesday bike ride.

Of course while the weather was back to normal, the ride was anything but. Turtle was there, but now that school is back in session, none of the other usual crowd of fast guys were there (a few being teachers), so Turtle just didn't push us that hard, and neither did anyone else. Not even Ricardo who's on a par with Turtle, or Gerry who I think is over trained just a little.

Then I discovered 3/4 of the way to the coffee shop in Corona Del Mar, even Robbie (who is basically a fixture at the coffee shop) turned around early. The rest of us (8) went on to Corona Del Mar, but it was only Ricardo and me who stopped at the coffee shop. The others chose to continue further down the coast and to Laguna Canyon.

It just wasn't what I had planned. A few always go on to Laguna Canyon, but there's usually more who stop at the coffee shop.

Oh well, such is life I guess. Full of all sorts of unexpected twists and turns.

Still as it turned out things started to look up at the coffee shop. I don't know what the reason, but this morning there was just a bevy of good looking women walking by, and into and out of the coffee shop. Way more than normal.

Robbie would really be upset to know what he missed out on, and Guido, well.... I guess school just started a week too early!

I even managed to get a decent workout in on the way back. We met a triathlete [on a mission], who manage to pull me all the way through Huntington Beach, and back into Sunset Beach (about 8+ miles) at no less that 26 mph (and mostly faster), catching only one red light.

So while the morning didn't live up to expectations, it didn't turn out too badly either, which is why I'm only complaining a little.
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Gerry said…
We missed you in the canyon, Turtle even stayed back a bit to let us do our own ride at a decent pace...... Maybe next week you can join us!
2:38 PM
Marc said…
Maybe.

I just wish things would go back the way they were last year, when we all worked our asses off going down to CDM, and everyone stopped at the coffee shop, and on occasion going to Dana Point or where ever. But I guess that isn't going to happen.

I actually would have gone yesterday had Ricardo and Turtle both gone, because I didn't want to ride home alone, but since Ricardo stopped, I stopped.
9:34 PM
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