Boy did I miss the prediction for Middle Tennessee. We pedaled up some really tough hills there in Tennessee. To make matters worse, I felt as bad as I can feel and still be able to ride. On Saturday's ride, I finally just had to pull over and stand there. Thankfully it was only another 3 miles to our rest stop. After a little Gatoraid and air conditioning I was able to pull myself together for the 15 mile run to our lunch spot. Cruel fate intervened and as I was fading from my powerful effort to get down there, we found a 3/4 mile climb up to the drive for the eating spot with a further 3/10ths mile climb up a 18% or better grade. Even Friday when we began riding my legs felt like jelly. Sunday after Saturday's hard ride, I didn't have a lot of energy. I was glad to have taken the 25 mile option.
I always try to help Rachael with Hubbard/Rockford if asked. They had me down for 3 days but at last minute asked for the other day. Work at Rockford is slow so working isn't hard, but not following my usual routine tired me out a bit. I still had some work I could take care of up in Cullman. Some bushhog work and other little items but the high temps held me back a bit. I did ride my bike a little and got in some of my walking in addition to some chores. Max needed to be delivered to Charlotte, SC for his drum major camp. I volunteered to take him. I was glad to be able to perform this chore for him but the long trip up and back combined with extra heavy traffic in the Atlanta are, which extended to within 30 miles of Alabama, combined to really tire me out. There had been a problem with my left rear wisdom tooth for over a year, so I decided I should get it taken care of before I wound up isolated somewhere in PEI. The extraction didn't appear to be problematic until just be...