Notice how Chunky Monkey coordinates star sox and star pajamas... That's Sexy.

Hard ride today. I rode with tough men. I could not characterize myself as a tough guy today. I needed 3:30 to make my goal for the week. Rolled into Newark and met up with Brent (ty domi of cross), Slick Rick, Matty T, and Buddy the leg breaker. We headed out to do the Queen B loop. The headwind was brutal. 3 of those four guys ride with a bar fight mentality. They fire a haymaker, land a punch, sit back, and see if anyone fires back, when they do get hit, the turn around and punch harder than before. And in real life, if I was gonna be in a bar fight, I wouldn't mind have Biddle, Buddy or Matt T on my side. Sorry Rick, you're a little dude.

Rick was likely the strongest rider today, Buddy launched a couple of strong attacks through Black Snake Road. Matt was consistently strong but I never felt good, I took a couple of pulls, but Biddle knew I was in trouble. He commented "don't pull so long." He knew I was in trouble.