Got a ride in yesterday. It was a little warmer than usual, though not the 50 degrees we had here on Thursday. I think it was 33 degrees at noon, which was ride time. At first, it was nice to have a few people to ride with to get things going, but after heading out on the bike path at around 22 MPH with the wind, we reached the point where we had to head back into the wind. I got dropped almost immediately, which was unexpected. I should have known that taking nearly two months off with almost no physical activity would have this sort of result. I twice contemplated getting off and tossing my bike in the ditch, but I would never really do that. Katie dropped back to help, as if I wasn't feeling bad enough before. I told her I was thinking we should get hybrids this year. She remained upbeat, and helped me finish the ride. What a way to start off the season, huh?
Today it was 6 degrees and I didn't get outside. I think I'll set up the trainer in the basement after all. I have three weeks until the last cross race of the year, so I'm not worried about it. Yet.
3 comments:
You know, I am always annoyed when people refuse to drop me. (When riding with men who say you remind them of their daughters, there is no chance of being dropped).
Sometimes its so much nicer to just be dropped and suffer in solitude than to have to put on a happy face for the people who you are slowing down.
I will give you a dollar if you throw the bike, two if I am with you and I get to see it. I guess just looking like your in shape is different then being in shape.
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