A cold day of riding

I had a really good weekend of riding. Saturday started off really cold (High 30's is considered really cold to a Californian native). I made sure to put on a lot of layers, including a full face mask, and I finally got to use my thermal vest.
I met up with the P1/2 team and rode with them around the Polhemus loop. The ride was at a "social pace". People still went for the town-sign sprints, but for the most part the pace was pretty moderate. I made sure to sit in as much as possible and shoot the shit with as many people as possible.
Once we got back to Woodside we split up. Most of us headed up Kings Mtn., bypassing Huddart park :( . I kept a steady zone 4 pace for most of the climb. I was the first to the top, but I'm sure if anyone else could have caught me easily if they wanted.
From there we took 32 to 84E. I was suffering on 32. My legs were starting to fatigue, but not to the point where I would have been dropped.
On Sandhill Rd. I was almost dropped. I was taking a pull and started to fatigue. Everyone passed me pretty quickly on the downhill and my legs didn't have much "pop" left to jump on the train. Lucky for they hit a red light.
The rest of the way home I maintained a zone 2 effort. My legs were just about done at the 3:45hr mark. I'm sure if I had done a better job of fueling during the ride my legs would have felt better. Fueling is something I really need to work on.
By the end of the day I ridden for 4:15hrs and 80 miles. Not bad for a quiet Saturday.