Race season must be near, cause local riders are FLYING! With some of the local racing starting today, I was happy to see over 20 people for today's weekly suffer-fest. I think I survived about 70 of the roughly 90 miles before I burned through all my matches. The gradual uphill run to the Carter Lake switchbacks at over 25 mph is what did me and others in. I would spend the last hour of the ride chasing....but not making much headway on those in front of me. I would catch a few riders that would pop, but damn, the lead group had some serious power to the pedals. By the time I got back to the house I just wanted to lay down....my tank was empty.