1384.3; 1034.0; 16.5
Mitch Mitchell died about a week after we saw him at the Experience Hendrix show. Sigh.
12 days since the last ride, and that one was 7 days after the previous one. Well, I've been traveling, and then sick. This slacking has been reflected quite apparently in the blood sugar.
But riding was surprisingly easy--at least the relatively gentle slopes of the trail to Forestville and back--and indeed the Occidental grade on the return, which sometimes seems like it takes forever, was pretty much a breeze. Need to keep it up while the weather's good.
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