Yeah, it’s hot out there. And for the most part, we’ve been ridin’ in it. So, why don’t I just give it a rest, given the ungodly temps? Well, in another week or two—when our truck comes out of “surgery”—I’ll probably be on my way to visit family for a week, where I won’t be able to ride at all. And I have to ride. Because I love food. Because I have a sweet tooth. Because the pounds ain’t comin’ off by themselves. And, oh yeah, I do love to ride. More likely, though, it has to do with the way I am. I’m a feast or famine kinda gal. You either can’t tear me away from something or I ignore it altogether. So… .

Here sits my bike right off the W&OD trail, at our self-prescribed halfway mark. Weather-wise, there was a tradeoff today. Lower temperatures, higher humidity. But it was only an hour ride, on mostly flat terrain, so it wasn’t a killer. And there was plenty of water… .