A century seemed less and less like a good idea to me this morning. A strange pull in my glutes after climbing Winchester yesterday and a draggy feeling in my legs left me wondering if I hadn't pushed to far again.

When I had to kick on the air-conditioning at 8 this morning, I thought of climbing Troy grade at about 11am. Not a good plan. Fortunately Chris arrived saying he wouldn't mind if I didn't want a century today. Mumbled something about crawling under his garage to plumb in the photo lab. I told him crawling under a building didn't sound so bad. I'd let him know at Kendrick.

Mike Warnock came out of hiding to join us. Mike, as always, likes to ride hard. My tired legs gave me just enough to keep up all the way to Web Ridge. If Chris is cruel, what are we to make of Mike who, in the name of not making us wait for him, hammers up Web Ridge and then doesn't even stop at let us take a drink.

We caught him and even managed to get him to stop at Lapwai but once past Arrow Bridge, Mike turned on the afterburners. Chris let him play but I was shocked to here Mike urging Chris to go faster at Spalding bridge. That's like throwing fuel on a fire. Tail wind or not, I figured I was in for it.

Even Chris shrugged his shoulders when Mike failed to take the first frontage road. He joined us for the rest and pulled us across Memorial bridge where he left us for home.

Chris need about 30 more miles to earn a 200 mile week, so we agreed to do Evans and Asotin Creek. Sounded good to me at the time. My legs weren't complaining on the main roads. We ate at Taco Time, watered up at the confluence and headed out with a tail wind for Evans. No, tail wind up Evans though and Chris had to ask if I was having trouble? Yes!

We've ridden Asotin Creek so many times on ice cream rides, that I expected it might be cooler. There seems to be some difference between 2 in the afternoon and 7 at night.

I thought I'd call Linda for a ride from the boat launch. That would save me climbing Critchfield. But what good is there in carrying a cell phone for emergencies if the sag team isn't home? I ended up letting Chris ride on while I faced Critchfield. I dried the sweat from my brow, took the last couple of swallows of the 90degree water in my bottle, found granny gear and started up. Strange to think only last week I had felt strong enough to hammer this hill after a full century, while today I would gladly have accepted a ride. 12 minutes instead of the 8 I have been doing. Still I got an 80 miler in.

Wonder how the Ukiah century people did? Wendy, Dave, Bruce, Pam, Nikki and Debbie drove to Ukiah, Oregon after Winchester yesterday to ride a century today. Hope the weather was cooler in Oregon.

Wendy, blog this ride. Okay? You can do it with email. Just address your blog to crustycassette-site@free-conversant.com. Be sure to enter as the first line of your blog these words: addToWeblog News. That's all there is to it. If you have pictures, send them to me and I'll post them in a gallery.