Sorry there's no pictures...

But imagine Cory wearing a bright, tight, neon green riding shirt.

Yesterday, Cory took me on my first training ride here in Boise. We had one road bike and one mountain bike. It was just a short ride. I took the road bike for the first part and then we switched.

I learned a few things: First, riding a road bike is much, much, much easier than riding a mtn. bike. When it was my turn to ride the mtn. bike, Cory zoomed away from me on the road bike. I was dying trying to keep up. Cory waited for me at a stop sign and when I finally caught up, he asked, "Did you fall down or something?" Dick.

I don't know how else to say the other important thing I learned: Riding killed my ass. We only rode a few miles and I could hardly sit down at the end. I was doing the thing where you stand and petal. Then I'd cruise a little without petalling and Cory would pull even farther ahead. Especially now, a day later, it hurts to sit.

How does meeting in Portland on July 31st sound? That's a Saturday. That means that we would begin riding on Sunday and finish riding the following Saturday. We'll just go as far South as we can. So, you could schedule flights out of San Francisco for Sunday, August 8th. Let me know what you think.