I got out of a night shift (a once-monthly affair now, instead of two to three a week), and decided to defy yesterday's predictions of thunder and doom in favor of going to the Trails in Motion event. Am I ever glad I did!
In two and a half (or so) hours of riding, I hung around with a lot of nice people on a variety of bikes and we road around on the Farmington Valley Greenway. This is a sweet little trail - still under construction - that connects several towns. Occasionally, it crosses a road, but for the most part it's a fairly level, fast, easy ride. I didn't do the entire metric century because it left before I even got off work, but I did do the 30 miler.
It had rained a little bit, but the Greenway is in the trees, so between a slightly overcast day and the bit of wet, the weather was completely bearable. The wet road made for a gritty ride, but I've never minded a bit of road spray hitting me. It's like bike air conditioning.
I loved the rest stops- they were well spaced, though I only needed to stop at one. When there are giant containers of Gatorade power, you know you are well set. I had to fight the urge to steal a few Clif bars at each stop, though. I only ate one. I only needed one. But man, did I want to stop and get two at each stop and squirrel them away in my jersey and seat pouch like a squirrel. Say it with me, people: "Buy your own d*mn Clif bars, cheapskate!" It's basic courtesy to not imitate squirrels while on a group ride.
Among the interesting people I saw: two guys on speedskates. They were completely awesome. They would blow by me like I was standing still. I had no idea a human being could move at those speeds under his own power. I also met a lady who had "my" hybrid who was considering upgrading to a road bike. We had the "I LOVE THAT BIKE" conversation. I also had a nice chat with the Benidorm mechanics who checked my rear wheel chatter. (It's still got a low spot, so it's back to the bike shop and this time I think I'll ask for a replacement wheel. That low spot has been bothering me for a year now.)
All in all, totally worth the price of admission. Worth staying up after a night shift to do. And absolutely worth its weight in Clif bars. And for the record, I only have ONE that came home with me after the ride. So my morals remain intact.