A Murder in Ward: 48.5 miles 4:18 at 11.2mph

We rode from Ken's to Ward, then down to Lefthand Canyon up and then down.
Crossing the diagonal bridge where a month ago I passed him quickly
and told him "you suck" he pulled away and kept the pace up all
the way back to his place. Karma is a bitch. Later I asked," I'm
looking for excuses, how many miles did you ride this week?"

"just this ride" he answered.

With this ride, I finished the week at 120 miles or so.

I learned a few more things from the master this week. Mostly
it was the value of Butt'r. He had some mentholated Italian
stuff and offered some at the first rest stop. We must have
built up some mutual trust. He squirted what was to him a modest
amount onto my hand: about double what I might have taken.
It's a godsend. I'm a convert.

It was a good ride, we both enjoy the heightened level of intensity
from having a training partner, and the results that we are noticing.