Donna is such a trooper. Yesterday’s 90-minute ride wiped her out. The rest of the day was shot. She was back on the bike again today… knowing full well the rest of the day would be shot again, i.e. naps, Tylenol and channel surfing. I’m crashed on the sofa right now, afraid to move a muscle because I know it will wake her up. She did 15 miles, starting at sea level and climbing to almost 1,000 feet. (Click the individual panoramic photos to enlarge.)
