I ran a 5K.
I played around with some expired sun print paper.
I rode my bike with Mr. Smoothpebble 17.5 miles to Cooky’s Cafe with the wind at our backs. I devoured tender beef brisket with gravy, curly fries, breaded tomatoes, and one piece of chocolate chip pecan pie ala mode. We mounted our bicycles for the ride back to the car, this time with the wind in our faces. The last 3 miles SUCKED! I fell into the vehicle with a tired and aching body. Slept like a baby. I’d say it was a dang good Saturday.