133 Miles And Still Smiling

On Wednesday I decided to ride to Milwaukee to meet a friend for lunch.  It was a clear but crisp day with temperatures in the mid 50s.  Happen to notice a yard sign with the number 2211, which coincidentally is the exact number of miles for the Dads Honor Ride, not the 2,100 we’re telling everyone.  The ride up was uneventful except for a brief encounter with a Milwaukee police officer who wasn’t too happy that I decided to ride a short segment on Interstate 43.  He issued a stern warning and escorted me to the side streets of Milwaukee. I enjoyed a scenic lake shore ride, a bite to eat and a nice visit with Basil Salaymeh, one of my college buddies who is a general surgeon.  I caught a nice tail wind heading home.  The last two hours were a little less fun riding through the rain, but not enough to dampen my spirits.  It felt good to cover the 133 mile r/t without any soreness afterwards or the next day.  Looking forward to the real deal next month.