So I went on my first 800 person group ride with my bro. 62 miles in under 4 hours. Super cool. Got a little windy out of the park, slowed the stats but a great workout. I'm feeling it today.
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So I went on my first 800 person group ride with my bro. 62 miles in under 4 hours. Super cool. Got a little windy out of the park, slowed the stats but a great workout. I'm feeling it today.
Well, my 4.5 hour ride that should have happened on Saturday got moved to Sunday.
So I had to go to a local multiuse path, a 9 mile loop, to ride 4.5 hours.
I rode 71 miles at a 15.5 mph average. It's a pretty flat path. It was LONG! Come hour 3 my thighs were burning. My butt was feeling it too. HA!
Once off the bike my thighs were burning and the pain was felt... but I had to run! Luckily it was only a 8-20 minute run. I ran for 14 minutes, and 1.50 miles... a 9:40 minute mile. I was shocked I ran so fast. I think I was just delirious. HA!
Actually... anyone else notice how the longer you ride and/or run... the less intelligent you get. The less you can process. I get loopy after a certain amount of time and I can only comprehend the basics... eat/drink/move forward. HA!
I called my boyfriend after my ride and I was so out of it, and trying to figure out my Garmin. I was saying one thing, he was saying another... and in my head I was thinking he was thinking something else. It was nuts.
I did twenty-five miles yesterday, but the first six miles were the best so far this year. Why? My husband came out with me! He hadn't been on a bike in fifteen years and having stalled in his weight loss, asked if we could get his bike working again. So, our REI dividend went towards new tires, tubes and brake pads for his '92 Scott hybrid. I put an old Cateye computer on and he was a happy geek. Yesterday was his first ride. The look on his face when we pulled into the driveway afterwards just made my day. I am so proud of him!
That's really cool! Good for him! I tried to get my BF to come out with me for our annual ride, but it's still too cold for him. Instead, I did my new fun route alone.
On the way back from the wildlife sanctuary, I passed (coming toward me) a guy on a tri bike. I knew he was about to make the turn around, and would be passing me soon, given his aerodynamic machine and position. Knowing he was back there, I hauled azz, hoping I'd at least make it to the next turn before he caught me. Well, I made it through the turn, and still no sign of him. Hmmm, I'm wondering....where is he? He *should* have passed me by now.
On my merry way, I occasionally look back to see if he's coming. I climb a few hills, and think, he's gone home. Finally, on the longest descent, he passes. It took him over 3 miles to do it!
Maybe he stopped. Maybe he had a mechanical. Or maybe, just maybe....I was hard to catch.
Then, he missed the next turn, and I was ahead again. This next time, he didn't catch me. I passed him (once more, coming toward me) on my way home.
Really fun ride, faster than I usually go. I felt like a rock star after.