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Friday, June 18, 2021

GMR Gate to Shack

Rico was on fire today

I knew Rico was going to kick my ass today. I got the notion when I saw him on Wednesday's Bud's ride and he went long as we made our loops around the park. On Bud's he looked strong. I went right on Raging Waters Dr. expecting him to do the same and, NOPE, Rico continued up and over to San Dimas Ave.

I met Rico at his house today and we headed to GMR. I struggled to keep his pace and that first climb up to the gate on GMR was hard. Rico kept the pace lively and eventually I had to back off. When I got to the top of Monroe I asked him how long he was waiting. He said 45 minutes then laughed. Jerk!

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