I burned most of the daylight today due to a miscommunication. Michael and I planned to try our ride again this afternoon, but we didn’t get started until after 3. We took Highway 7 down, then cut past Holla Bend, up and over Petit Jean Mountain, then down to Hot Springs. The first half of the ride was pretty straight and boring with a few turns here and there, but I was really looking forward to getting back on Highway 7.
We stopped at McDonald’s in Hot Springs to relax and snack, then rode back home. It got cold and dark fast, and I would have liked to be going about twice as fast, but we made it back.
I started prepping the slow parts of the broccoli, rice, and cheese casserole for a grill/potluck tomorrow at work. Now I’m hungry and tired.
Every day is a winding road…I get a little bit closer to feeling fine.