I knew I should have put the GPS on this morning. I managed to glom on to someone setting a great pace at Irving, and rode them all the way down to the Chicago underpass. I felt bad at points, but I think the guy knew I was there and he just couldn't shake me. I'll have to remember that the next time I find myself wishing someone would get off my wheel.
But it was a good start to the day, and thank god b/c it's a late night tonite before I can head home. Ah the rush of a new school year is about to start. Where's my beer?
Current beer-scale: 7.9