Haven't occurred that way yet. The hour preceding the first 10 have been a bit daunting. Getting it all together and getting my butt in the saddle early just seems to evade me. But the last 10? Oh yeah. This is the time I spend desperately trying to avoid looking at the odometer... and failing! Pedaling away, I glance down after going about 300 feet and am shocked to find out it wasn't a mile!! Oh sometimes I can do it. Take in the scenery, say a prayer asking God for smooth pavement around the next bend... okay, I can look. Certainly it's down to 5 by now... 8.9?!!!!!! FREAK! ok.. really it was the other EF bomb, but trying to keep it clean.
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