
Volunteer duties at Maribelle's were varied, including traffic control at the final turn. It also involved several of us trying to drain the second keg by 11 am, a duty which we did fail miserably at. It was great fun hanging around the deck and talking to the dozen or so die-hards that stayed on hand for quite a while.
Saturday turned out to be a day off from workouts. My Achilles flaired up for no good reason. Weird. It is much better today. Overall it is steadily improving, but no one knows when I'll run again.
So I bike. 57 miles this morning with the club ride in the summer sun at an 18.1 mph average and a 152avg HR. I hung with a group for 47 miles but then blew up and had to limp the last 10 miles in.
Hooray for 50spf sunblock. I am steadily turning into one big freckle anyways.
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