I went out early today to get in a 2-hour ride while my husband was still here to watch the girls. Everything went well on my usual route to Claiborne to visit the osprey (pictured), where I saw a distressing concentration of sea nettles (jellyfish) in the water. Ugh! I hate 'em!
I was keeping a good pace in the 17+ mph range but managed to accidentally reset both my bike computer and my watch en route, so I don't have exact numbers.
I was able to pass some other cyclists (which is always fun, especially when it's a guy wearing a yellow jersey during the Tour de France) and I scared a couple of deer into the woods, but otherwise it was just a fairly routine workout, putting the mileage into my legs.