Once we got back to Urbana, I had to head 6 miles west and a few more miles north. Riding west with the crosswind required leaning at what felt like a 45 degree angle into the wind lest ye be pushed off the road. It sucked, and looked something like this:
The most painful 30 miles I think I have ever ridden combined with the easiest and most fun 30 miles I have ever ridden.
So, this afternoon I am relaxing and may even take a nap. My legs are sore from running and biking this weekend.
My receptionist will be taking all of my calls.
I really can't afford to keep her on my staff, given the poor economy. But I tried taking my phone back and letting her go last week and the conversation did not go well.
I'm pretty sure I ended up caving, giving her access to the business phone, and maybe even giving her a raise. I've always been a conflict avoider.