Riders in Search of ...

Just a typical weekend.

Up at 5:30 on Saturday, drive to Vienna (that would be Vienna, Virginia) to meet up with my homies:
L-R: Greg, Jason, Carolina, Rachel, Catie, Sandy, Julia, Casey, me

for a nice, leisurely 45.8 mile ride.

It was leisurely because a) we have this little ohmygodwhathaveisignedupfortri coming up in two weeks, and b) we had a "training" tri on Sunday (which is in the running for the Most. MisNamed. Event. Ever.) so my crew was taking it easy.

We went out on the W&OD trail, which intercepts with many cross streets, so has many stop signs on it for several miles, so is a) great practice for clipping in and out (hi greg!) and b) makes it hard to go too fast.

W&OD elevation map; also? It was downhill most of the way out.

Which meant? My peeps went slow, and—I got to pass them! I got to pretend that I was faster. I was even out front at some points. It was some kind of serious excitement for me, since I've never been first ever EVER EVER!! IN ANYTHING!!! (OK, so they let me be first. I will take what I can get.)

We rode out to Leesburg, where I had to beg everyone to dismount and get their photo taken with this sign. I guess they are shy. Soon enough though they were tripping over each other to get into this historic shot:


There is one difference between these photos. Can you spot it?

The ride was planned with two stops in mind: beer and ice cream. Not necessarily together.

There's a sign on the trail with an arrow pointing thataway to a brewery. So we followed the arrow, which led us to a lovely industrial park, where we rode around for a while, in search of a brewery.
If only we could see SOME clue that there actually is a brewery around here.

Finally found it, but there was no place for the bikes, so we wisely made the decision to carry on to the next stop: Dairy Queen!!

Jason and Sandy vie for the cutest award.
Catie is a third contender.

We are some badasses! Don't mess with us! Yum, Blizzards!


Casey is totally hardcore.

Next up: My "Training" Tri Race Report. Don't touch that dial.

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