Because no one wants to squander a sunny, 50-degree day in January, and because a few of us (ahem, me) haven’t ridden our bikes any reasonable distance in awhile (well, there was that long haul to Lost Rhino in December but, you know, I can do better), Kevin, Ryan, Brian, Mary, Ed, and I took off on the Leesburg loop on Sunday.
It went: Attack Custis at maximum possible speed (for me, anyway), headwind, headwind, headwind, headwind, coffee, headwind, headwind, consider feasibility of napping, pizza, highway, ferry, hills, coasting, hills, hills, hills, coasting, Capital Crescent, limp along Rock Creek, meander through the zoo, curse the stub of a bike lane on Adams Mills Road, painfully urge bike up Kenyon Street, showerbeer, collapse.
I had a really lovely Sunday. Many thanks to Mary and Ed for allowing Brian, Ryan, Kevin, and I to crash their ride, since clearly all of us wanted to get out on our bikes but didn’t want to plan anything—and for taking photos! M&E are the best ride photo-takers. Great company, great coffee, great pizza, great weather, and a great way to spend a nice January day.
Oh, also, I rode clipless and didn’t fall or crash. So, that’s going well.
Route on Strava here.