I had the departure time for the train wrong and rode harder than I needed to. I wouldn't have pushed myself that hard if I knew the right time for the train.
On Sunday I rode the daily ride with Jon Rutter, the reporter who has been writing about my return to the Army for the Lancaster Sunday News. He had never done Scott Haverstick's daily ride and wanted to see the course. So I got 30 more miles in Sunday.
On Monday I did one of the traditional Lancaster Bike Club rides climbing steep hills in Ephrata. Except, I only did two of the four big climbs, then rode back on state highways. I was wiped out. But when I got home, my I rode six miles with my son Nigel on the tandem and Lisa on her bike. Then Nigel had enough so Lisa and I did nine more miles. Then Lisa ran five miles while my wife and I planted trees in the yard. Lisa finished her run about the same time we got the last tree in the ground. So we ran three miles with Lisa. After that Nigel and Lisa and I did a few pushups and situps.
My last activity was reading a book. I did not actually opened the book. Two hours later when a big thunderclap woke me up, the book and my glasses were on the bed beside me.