Um, ouch? I can safely say that I’m toasted. My legs are fried, cooked, done, end-of-story. But for a good reason, of course. Saturday’s bike ride was, in one word, epic. The first time I have ever, ever climbed Palomar twice in one day. The hardest part? Getting to the top of South Grade Road, and willingly descending 12 miles down East Grade Road, knowing that I would soon be re-climbing this exact road I was biking down. FYI: I did let a few curse words fly. There was, of course, an op