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Saturday Sep 8, 2018 #
9 AM
biking - dark blue bike 3:25:06 50.63 mi (4:03 / mi) +2346ft 3:53 / mi
ahr:138 max:155
In Vermont, visiting cousins and riding in the Kelly Brush ride for the 5th time. Everything but actually bycycling was wonderful. The ride, it's more accurate to say, was just hard work.
Beautiful day, clear and cool, upper 50s and low 60s, but a gusty wind out of the north shifting to the northeast, maybe averaging 15 mph. So for the first 10 miles or so there was a crosswind as we headed west towards Lake Champlain. And then the route turned northwest for a few miles and then due north. All this part along gently rolling farmland, beautiful country, just above the lake with the Adirondacks off the the west. Just dead into the wind.
Legs had done a lot of work by the time the route turned at 29 miles, now heading southeast, but the wind had shifted a bit, more northeast, so more crosswinds. Felt a lot like March.
And then the last 15, mostly a tailwind, but also hillier so less of a help.
None of this is a complaint. Biking is an outdoor sport. Some days it seems relatively easy. Somedays it seems hard. Today it certainly seemed hard. And I get to use my legs. There were a lot of hand-cyclers out there too, amazing.
This was the fifth one of these I've done, 50 the first time, then 100, then 50 the last three times when Gail has come too and it made more sense to not disappear for too long. Not sure how many more I have in me. But it's beautiful country, it's for a good cause, and we always enjoy catching up with the cousins. So hopefully we will be there again a year from now.
Beautiful day, clear and cool, upper 50s and low 60s, but a gusty wind out of the north shifting to the northeast, maybe averaging 15 mph. So for the first 10 miles or so there was a crosswind as we headed west towards Lake Champlain. And then the route turned northwest for a few miles and then due north. All this part along gently rolling farmland, beautiful country, just above the lake with the Adirondacks off the the west. Just dead into the wind.
Legs had done a lot of work by the time the route turned at 29 miles, now heading southeast, but the wind had shifted a bit, more northeast, so more crosswinds. Felt a lot like March.
And then the last 15, mostly a tailwind, but also hillier so less of a help.
None of this is a complaint. Biking is an outdoor sport. Some days it seems relatively easy. Somedays it seems hard. Today it certainly seemed hard. And I get to use my legs. There were a lot of hand-cyclers out there too, amazing.
This was the fifth one of these I've done, 50 the first time, then 100, then 50 the last three times when Gail has come too and it made more sense to not disappear for too long. Not sure how many more I have in me. But it's beautiful country, it's for a good cause, and we always enjoy catching up with the cousins. So hopefully we will be there again a year from now.