Bonk-a-thon

I did a group ride with the club yesterday and got hammered. I mean tongue dragging the ground, I wanted to cry hammered. I wasn't expecting the pace to be well, normal. I was expecting a couple of hours with the boys, shooting the shit, and maybe talking some smack about next season. WRONG. Instead of eating correctly and being properly hydrated (beer has water in it right?) I've been eating crap for a week and maybe had one bottle of water in the past 2 weeks. I was a hurtin' unit. Looks like it's training season...