I didn't put in a long ride, but it was a pretty good effort...+84 degrees, 46 miles, some hills and some wind. After arriving back I pulled up a chair along side of my Dad on the patio...sweating as much as I sweat...and said something to the effect of "ohhh man, that was work." To which my father in is wisdom replied, "Work? I thought it was supposed to be fun." He had a point...it was both.