I got wet during today's ride, but had fun. This picture shows the rain moving in from the right. (Click to enlarge.) Katherine and I got home from Scotland on the evening of 2 June, and I got back on the bike on 4 June (a week ago today). I missed two weeks of riding, but am still on track to have my second-best riding year ever, in terms of mileage. I even have a chance for my best riding year ever (in 36 years). Counting today's ride, I've pedaled 2,635.6 miles in 2016. In the past week (seven days and three hours, to be exact), I pedaled 171 miles. I spent most of Wednesday in bed with a fever of over 101º (food poisoning), but rode Thursday, Friday, and today. How crazy is that? As soon as one ride ends, I start thinking about the next. It's exactly like heroin addiction, but different.
