Day 70 saw my semi triumphant return to mountain biking. My son and I rode down to the local trail head.
Just as we got there my poor boy got a flat. It was one of those sidewall slips that a tire pump couldn’t fix. They had a bike fix station so at least we tried to fix it.
He walked home and I rode around a bit trying out the beginner trails. It was muddy and I was nervous but it went really well and I got the tiniest bit of air. It was glorious.
I ride home and caught up with him and then went to get his bike.
That tire is full on flat.
The evening wokout didn’t even start until 9:45 as I had Bookclub and a Diablo II lan party.
But I rode the stationary bike and watched today’s Tour highlights.a flat sprinting day today.
I read a good bit about bread and baking and the various legal issues that came with that he highly regulated staple. I also learned that professional cooks and bakers of Shakespearean times wore blue.
I drank ok ish today. I did 64 for sure and then some undefined amount because we went out to eat and I drank a bit there but I don’t know how much plus a glass of juice.




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