My bike makes really weird noises.

Today my buddy Carson and I went on a ride. We both had LT intervals to do, so we decided to do them first and then meet down in Solon and ride to Iowa city. Or something. Long story short, we ended up in Amana and didn't have the balls to ride home at 10 at night on highway 151, so we called my dad. While we were waiting some guy who raced in the senior olympics struck up a conversation with us. When I got home, my mom left a map on my bed indicating the subtle difference between Amana and Iowa City. I hope next time we leave a little earlier because it was a good time and we saw some hot chicks.