Okay, so apparently last week's ride wasn't my last ride, after all. I'm not even sure if this past Saturday's ride will be considered the "last ride" of the season, so I think I'll stop dubbing them as final bike rides when they may not be.

Anyway. Went out on a 25 mile "training ride" on Saturday sponsored by the Capital MS Society… that I nearly skipped out on. First off, doing that ride meant getting up early on a Saturday morning. Additionally, the weather report called for showers and fog. Bleh. So, when my alarm blared at 8 AM (hey, that's early for me), I looked outside, saw wet pavement (no rain, though), and said "Screw it," and tried to go back to sleep.

Yeah, easier said than done. 30 minutes later, I'm still awake. I grumble at my conscience for ruining my attempt to sleep in and finally haul my butt out of bed to ride down to Courthouse. Fortunately, the weather cleared up and the pavement was dry by the time I got there, so my original "excuse" was no longer valid.

The ride itself was fun, I'm glad I ended up going. The autumn leaves were out in full force and looked beautiful… a.k.a. nice and distracting, since there were many many many hills to climb. Since it was somewhat of a smaller group, there wasn't as much bunching-up/riding 3 abreast trend that I hate with group rides… not to say that everyone rode single file and obeyed all traffic rules.

Route is below, although the little section down by miles 12-13 is a little weird — I don't exactly remember cutting through 5 backyards to return to Lincoln Ave. I'm not sure what my total mileage was, probably closer to 30 with the commute to/from Courthouse… still a lot for my weak little legs.

Off to the gym to pedal 30 minutes to nowhere. Only 117 days left until daylight savings time begins again.