Some Days are Harder than Others

I’m always amazed at how the same route with the same riders can be so very different from day to day.  Some days the effort is minimal and life is good.  That wasn’t this morning.  This morning was hard.  My heart rate was higher than usual.  By the end of the ride it was raining me (a friend used that phrase to talk about how much she was sweating … I liked it).  I was glad at least one other rider was willing to hang back with me the last half of the ride.  The stop at the coffee shop was a nice way to catch up.

I’m embarrassed to say that I didn’t ride yesterday.  I found absolutely every excuse in the books to rest another day.  I was tired.  It was raining.  It might be wet.  I didn’t want to install the fenders.  Did I say I was tired?

On the Malaria Campaign front, this weekend saw additional gifts and pledges.  It also saw one donor cut in half a pledge.  The new pledges more than made up for that loss.

These Rides: 75.8 miles (past 3 rides)
Malaria Campaign: 790.1 miles
Funds Pledged: $395.05
Contributed in support: $1,437.60

Total = $1,830.65