Our Wednesday group is generally a pretty reliable source of weekly riding.
Lately, however, the group has quickly dwindled.
Two weeks ago we had four.
Last week we had three.
This week it was going to end up just being Chris and I on good old Marshall Mesa. Except today I'm getting sick again. AGAIN. *$&*(#()@*#$^$!!!!
My throat hurts. My ears and head are feeling like they are going to burst.
So today the group lamely dwindled to one. Poor Chris is out riding alone on a Wednesday night. I feel sad for him. I wanted to ride. I've been looking forward to riding. I didn't ride last night because I knew there'd be a good opportunity tonight. This morning I thought I'd still make it. This afternoon I had to email Chris to tell him that I, too, am now super lame and not riding tonight.
Sorry love :(