Happy Hour at the church

Tonight I think I'll go meet the big boys at the church on Route 12.. It's been a few months.. and back then those guys were really putting me in the hurtbox. My training program has been so badly derailed with illness this past week or so, that I just want to do what I feel like doing, for one day. I'm racing at Mystic and Keith Berger, and a recovery day tomorrow will suffice. The way I'm built.. and it's probably a mental thing.. I feel stronger after a hard day than I do after a rest day. Legs might be a little sore, but I feel stronger. Besides, I could use some cameraderie. The solo commutes are getting oh-so-boring.