Ok, we all know that Candi is an exercise machine. Of course she is a great cyclist, she has all the body fat of a ferret hyped up on a double cappuccino! But our man Roger he was all like, I can't ride no bike, I suck, I'm a spaz, You'll have to drive a stake in the ground next to me to see if I'm moving, you can leave the watch in the car I'll be timing myself with a calendar, and all that. Hooey, that's what I say!
Roger shows up for our little bike ride (oh, yeah, I'm all about cross training.... now) on a 1980's Trek (it's the genetic twin of mine) with all of 40 pounds of pressure in the tires (if you don't bike, well for a road bike 40 pounds gives a comfortable yet slow ride.) Darn that Candi, she had to point this out to him, so right then I knew I would be riding alone again, naturally.
I was right, they took off and left me to pedal slowly in peace. But you know what? This wasn't at all like my last effort during what Roger described as my 6 week taper for Vermont (yeah, it was about 3 weeks before Western States was supposed to fire off a race.) On that ride I whined, I cried, I hoped for death. Not so this time, by the time I made the turn around (with Candi and Roger long out of sight, thank Gawd!) I had found a little tiny bit of my biking legs and had little trouble making the trip back.
So, I was happy to be out there, and happy to think with some effort I might be able to keep up with Candi, Roger and Star (provided I get to prep their bikes!)
That's all I have to say about that!
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Your bike trip was like this?. Not sure about this cross-training. You mean like this? or this? I'm confused.
Saboteur!
Ah, yes, The Good Doctor had to splain it to me, but er, yep, I was not encumbered with humans on my ride. I like it like that (when I'm on the verge of a vomiting fit or heart attack anyway!)
Oh man, I'm SO disappointed that I missed out on the Antique Road Bike Show yesterday. Had I gone, I would have coughed up a lung, and that wouldn't have been fun...for me anyway.
I'll be out there next weekend my retro-friends, ready to show you what technology can do these days.
Wow, I made it into the title spot on a posting...because of a bike ride. Is that cool on a running blog?
I will ride a few times this week. Star, it's only fair to tell you that I get in shape fast so don't miss your chance to bike whip me (Candi did me in on the last nasty hill, she even warned me before we hit it!).
Anyway, it was not running in the woods, but it was a lot of fun and I look forward to more rides while my stupid hip heals...
Hip? Hip? Hooray!
Be careful out there ... Busted a couple ribs last year on a bike ride.
(Okay, okay ... I was riding home from a bar at 1 a.m. in the dark with no light and I'd ... err ... had a few)
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