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Tuesday May 15, 2018 #
10 AM
biking - dark blue bike 1:34:54 24.89 mi (3:49 / mi) +1080ft 3:40 / mi
ahr:130 max:161 weight:138lbs
About 70, S 5-10. Overcast when I started with rain predicted a few hours later, but after about 40 minutes it started raining and I got mostly soaked. No big deal as the temps were pleasant and for the most part I wasn't on any roads with more than the occasional car.
And another good hard effort. Don't know what's going on here. The only thing I can think of is that at some point there will be a ride with Phil, where the standard procedure is that I try, unsuccessfully, to get an agreement to ride at a conversational pace, and he just smiles and then proceeds to bust me. And he's enough stronger/younger that he can do that without putting out much effort himself. The only hope I have is that one or more of his various chronic ailments (neck, back, arms, butt, and/or feet, for starters) will flare up and allow him to enjoy a little suffering too.
Actually, there was a close call yesterday, meaning I just dodged another bout of suffering -- his time running up to the top of Mt. Toby was fortunately still a little slower than mine on the bike, so I didn't have to go out today to try and reassert myself....
So, today, I suppose it was just another session getting the lungs and the quads used to hurting. :-)
And another good hard effort. Don't know what's going on here. The only thing I can think of is that at some point there will be a ride with Phil, where the standard procedure is that I try, unsuccessfully, to get an agreement to ride at a conversational pace, and he just smiles and then proceeds to bust me. And he's enough stronger/younger that he can do that without putting out much effort himself. The only hope I have is that one or more of his various chronic ailments (neck, back, arms, butt, and/or feet, for starters) will flare up and allow him to enjoy a little suffering too.
Actually, there was a close call yesterday, meaning I just dodged another bout of suffering -- his time running up to the top of Mt. Toby was fortunately still a little slower than mine on the bike, so I didn't have to go out today to try and reassert myself....
So, today, I suppose it was just another session getting the lungs and the quads used to hurting. :-)