Epic ride today![]()
I know epic for many of you ladies means 60 or even 100 miles, but I've yet to crack the 40 mile mark. I'm getting closer, though, and today was just shy. I made up for it in other ways, though.
I've been doing so many road-type rides lately that I had really begun missing my favorite rural rail-trail, the Western Maryland Rail-Trail. Yeah, it's totally flat so not the same type of workout as a hilly road ride, but I get other benefits from this sort of ride. So, after fueling up with a good plate of Waffle House steak'n'eggs in Hagerstown, I headed on to Hancock, MD, to hit the WMRT.
The trail was surprisingly not as busy as it would usually be on a gorgeous summer Sunday afternoon, and I quickly settled into a smooth rythm at a pace that was a good bit higher than normal for me. Obviously, the two recent road rides that I thought were going to kill me must have made me stronger (at least a little) Right away, I ended up in exactly the state I've been missing lately: Not having to think about cars or when the next hill was coming up, or "What gear am I in? What gear should I be in??", put me into a zen-like mode. I shifted back and forth between two gears just to keep my legs fresh, but other than that I just pedaled. Of their own accord, my feet began spinning out nice, big, fat, round circles, leaving my mind free to absorb the beautiful scenery with not a care in the world. We're talking serious endorphin high
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The WMRT runs parallel to the C&O Canal towpath, so at the end of the rail-trail I hopped over to the towpath and did a more rugged handful of miles up to just beyond Little Orleans and back. By that time, the sky had clouded over and was threatening rain, so I got back on the WMRT and fought the onset of fatigue to crank out as high a pace as I could for the last 12 miles.
Ended up with just over 37 sweaty, exhausting, glorious miles, with an avg speed of 17 on the rail-trail and 13 on the towpath. Next time, I'm stretchin' it to 40 miles![]()



) Right away, I ended up in exactly the state I've been missing lately: Not having to think about cars or when the next hill was coming up, or "What gear am I in? What gear should I be in??", put me into a zen-like mode. I shifted back and forth between two gears just to keep my legs fresh, but other than that I just pedaled. Of their own accord, my feet began spinning out nice, big, fat, round circles, leaving my mind free to absorb the beautiful scenery with not a care in the world. We're talking serious endorphin high
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I forgot my camera could do that and that was the first time I used it.
as we got to the Richmond turn-around - who was there with her BF but the long-lost Windance! Her BF was on his brand new Specialized Roubaix, and it was his FIRST RIDE EVER! Get this - he was clipless! What a champ! No falls at all, and only one near fall, with a great save! So the 5 of us rode back to Emeryville together and had a grand time.
