Michael and I rode to the beach from Diamond Bar. It was a great ride. Its been a while since Michael and I have ridden together, so the beach ride was perfect. Perfect because we were looking for a long ride where we could just "spin" and catch up on family lives, etc.
As usual I (we) was pressed for time so we were on the road by 6 am. We held a moderate pace, nothing to hard. There was a lot of moisture in the air, and it only got wetter as we dropped into Newport Beach.
We stopped in Newport for about 10 minutes to eat our snacks and use the restrooms. Is it me or is there some unspoken rule that all beach bathrooms must be disgustingly dirty and gross?
The ride back wasn't too bad. We had a mild tailwind to gently push up SART and early on we drafted behind two others until Kraemer Blvd.
Once off SART, and on the roads, fatigue started setting in. The beach ride will do this to you and there is no time off while riding fixed.
We continued on and I held my impending leg cramps at bay as we entered Brea Canyon. Michael, whether it was intentional or not, started to pick up the pace and we were slowly creeping from 16 mph to 19 mph and beyond before I dropped off the back.
He slowed down and I caught up just before Diamond Bar Blvd. From there we finished up our ride and made our way back to the cars.
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