Had the first cross practice this morning. Eleven girls showed, and we had three nice groups going three different distances (2, 3, and 4 miles). I was pleased with the turnout and the practice. We're young, but given half a chance, I think we can make a go of it by tournament.
After practice, Galloway and I met at Lighthouse despite the very steady shower falling in Bedford. Turned out there was nothing south of the river, so our roads were dry and clear as we headed for Huck's. The wind was calm, or very nearly so. We kept a brisk pace all the way despite sitting upright. All-in-all it was a smooth first half of the ride.
We stopped at Huck's, as usual. I'd considered passing it, but my bladder wouldn't hear of it. Galloway's either, which is unusual. We wound up chatting with a gentleman a little longer than we desired, but soon enough we headed north.
The wind changed by then, a lot. On the way down, not a twig or leaf rustled. Now the tops of the trees were being pushed over, and as you might guess, we had a headwind. Not a severe one, but it made things harder.
The rain didn't start until we hit the highway on the final stretch. We finished off in some steady drizzle and a 25 mph pull north on the highway. Galloway hung right in there, not giving an inch.
My guess is we had the best window of opportunity we'd have all day. I was in Bloomington for most of the rest of the day, and I can say the weather really didn't improve, actually getting worse as the day wore on.
Tomorrow is the pace line. Jimmy has a little surprise for the way out. Just be ready.
After practice, Galloway and I met at Lighthouse despite the very steady shower falling in Bedford. Turned out there was nothing south of the river, so our roads were dry and clear as we headed for Huck's. The wind was calm, or very nearly so. We kept a brisk pace all the way despite sitting upright. All-in-all it was a smooth first half of the ride.
We stopped at Huck's, as usual. I'd considered passing it, but my bladder wouldn't hear of it. Galloway's either, which is unusual. We wound up chatting with a gentleman a little longer than we desired, but soon enough we headed north.
The wind changed by then, a lot. On the way down, not a twig or leaf rustled. Now the tops of the trees were being pushed over, and as you might guess, we had a headwind. Not a severe one, but it made things harder.
The rain didn't start until we hit the highway on the final stretch. We finished off in some steady drizzle and a 25 mph pull north on the highway. Galloway hung right in there, not giving an inch.
My guess is we had the best window of opportunity we'd have all day. I was in Bloomington for most of the rest of the day, and I can say the weather really didn't improve, actually getting worse as the day wore on.
Tomorrow is the pace line. Jimmy has a little surprise for the way out. Just be ready.
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