Here's the conclusion.
An hour and a half after I returned home from my 30 minute ride I hear a knocking on my door. It's our mutual friend, she says to me, "Do you want to go on a real bike ride now?"
R. U. shitting me? You just got back now? 2 hours later? five miles? I walk that distance in an hour. WTF???
Well, they stopped for a rest (A rest on a five mile ride??) and they chatted.
I guess.
ISO new riding pals.
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