And the trip back, not such a nice headwind for all but the last mile.
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Found out just before I left that
Phil is laid up in the hospital. It occurred to me on the ride home that what I was doing was in fact a training outing in honor of him.
Now realize that there are certain requirements to do a proper "Phil training," the principal ones being (1) that there must be pain involved either from the effort, or from various injured body parts, or both, and (2) that there must be some element of stupidity.
Without knowing I was in the process of doing a perfect Phil training. See, there was this slight matter of falling off my bike in the farm stand parking lot...