Monday Monday

About 3 miles into today's ride, for some reason the derailleur tore off of my gravel bike.  Fortunately the bike has a sacrificial soft aluminum derailleur hanger, and despite the its 15 year vintage, a replacement was readily found at Modern Bike.  On the way.

Eh, just the cost of doing business.  I'm going to go spend the rest of the evening among my people – i.e., watching The Outer Limits.