Icky Sticky

Rolling down the road yesterday, having a swell early-fall ride. It was warm – almost 90 – and the bump in temp brought out the insects, one of which went down my throat at about 27 MPH. I’ve ingested plenty of bugs on rides over the years, but this thing was like a cargo plane going down the throat. I dry heaved for the next mile or so, like serious convulsing dry heaves. Finally washed it down, but made me feel like absolute crap the reast of the ride. Ick.

Heading up to Waterbury VT tomorrow to shoot a couple of the local tasty trails for Mountain Bike.

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