I did intervals tonight. I'm doing a pretty good job following my training plan this year. For some reason which isn't entirely clear to me, I document every ride.
On April 1st 1994 I rode at Maybury. I averaged 7.6 MPH. I was in the prime of my life, hadn't made any catastrophic mistakes yet, had full use of both legs, and had lots of time to ride. And it took me 1:36 to ride 12.3 miles of non-technical, flat single track? Really?
If I could borrow Mister Peabody's WABAC time machine, I would go back 17 years, walk right up to me in the Maybury parking lot, and bitch slap myself for squandering my youth.