Today is my 8 year anniversary of meeting my wonderful husband Greg! I still can't believe it's been 8 years. I'm so lucky to have him in my life, and I can't imagine life without him. He's amazing!
Greg is taking me out on a date day. We're going to Como Zoo, in St. Paul, then off to a Twins game. Both are very special for us. Since it is date day, I had to make sure I got my ride in early on.
Greg decided to go for a ride too. Now, workouts for us are individual events. We start together, but then move out on our own. So, I went out on my own. Mind you, Greg hasn't ridden on his bike in 2-3 years, so he just wanted to ride for the heck of it. I had 45 minutes to do.
I set out towards our hospital. I would have gone on the highway, like the last ride, but I didn't feel very safe on the highway. The shoulder is crumbling and cars go 10-20 mph over the speed limit. So, I took the long way to the path to the next town.
It was a great ride! I felt good. However, upon completion of my 9.8 miles, the threat of RAGBRAI sank in. This was a good ride, but 7 to 8 times what I did today? What did I get myself into?
No time to think about it now. I have the tri to train for. I start RAGBRAI training in a month. Put that aside for now!
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