La Beigne.

Did it on Saturday.

The Saturday ritual begins.

Got yelled at: "Stop looking backwards."

Only 5 girls showed up.

Made the mistake by yielding bike space in the pack to two other guys. A hill crest came, and I got dropped. All within the span of 20 seconds.

Take no prisoners.

Am so in for next Saturday.

Happiness: saw my rockstar Jet Fuel Boy on two wheels again. Still don't know his name, but boy. Legs like pistons.