We just got done with a short, humid, windy tandem ride. My stoker fizzled out on me. She was beginning to suffer on our ride yesterday and made her fatigue official on today's ride. In all fairness, she's been working hard on the bike for quite awhile now, so she was overdue for a collapse.
We had just gotten home when a neighbor told us that she had
passed us while we were climbing a hill and was scared for us and presumably for herself as she had to go over in the opposing lane.
