dumb

i am dumb. it started with me getting 5 minutes down the road before i realized that i forgot my sunglasses, retrace my steps back home before heading down to eternal spring. then my brilliant idea of parking at the top by the buffalo herd, i thought "cool, less driving and more riding and so what if i climb a bit to get back to the car." dumb. that's two. then after descending lookout in a windstorm i make it to the group race just as they were rolling out, ok, say hi to friends and former teammates and get the ride going, good pace out of golden. then the first hill comes and the ride goes silent. not being a smart enough human to realize what month it is and what i should be doing i pedal along at a good pace. second set of riders from the front. then we hit the sharper stuff. i felt good nothing near red line but where did everybody go? the three or four of us on the front bit of the group seem to bo doing quite a job on the rest. i found out they wanted to thin the group and as i was never ON the front, i wasn't being THAT dumb. the legs were good, the body was warm and the bike was great, what else should have been done? maybe those guys on that one team can offer me a bike and kit next year, but probably not on the merits of a group ride in january, i may need to show them something mid season. the ride was only getting hard at that point as i wasn't aware how long it was going to take me to get back to the car. rolling into morrison and began the climb, it was an hour uphill back to the car. bear creek was the easiest part, then grapevine, then mt. vernon. an hour of climbing. i felt like a hardman when i got done. maybe i shouldn't have done all that i did, but what the hell, it was a good one. oh yeah, i forgot my wallet, i couldn't buy any food, i had eaten all the ride food i had with me. i ate when my weight when i got home.