today's recovery ride was what you'd expect from a recovery ride: boring. my heart rate and respiration rate elevated only once and that wasn't from effort.
as i rode through the intersection of highway 150 and kansas 49, a pick up truck rolled right through the stop sign and nearly hit me. i mean he hardly slowed down. i yelled and waved my arms after i knew i had safely gotten out of his path and he didn't even see me then. i never saw his head turn to look west. it's a good thing no one was coming from that direction. i might have been blindsided.
this was cato's last ride for a week or so. he's going in for chain replacement surgery and while their in there, the "doctors" plan to replace his rear cassette and both front rings. i'm hoping for a speedy recovery so he and i can accelerate adequately to keep up with the tuesday night group soon. (22.07 miles @ 14.6mph)
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