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Sunday Aug 5, 2018 #
9 AM
biking - dark blue bike 3:11:39 43.52 mi (4:24 / mi) +3625ft 4:05 / mi
ahr:138 max:166 weight:137lbs
With Phil from his house in Northampton. Easthampton, Southampton, then it got hilly to Westhampton and Chesterfield, then some altitude in the bank to enjoy to Williamsburg and back to Northampton.
Feeling the heat today. Or maybe just one of those days. Seemed to be working too hard going up the hills. Pretty sure I wasn't drinking enough, but I wasn't really feeling like it. Who knows. Didn't seem to have much power in the legs. But maybe seeing Phil a ways out front on the last climb just meant he was having a good day. Which is a good thing.
Stopped for fluids in Williamsburg. It wasn't far from Northampton, but I was really parched, and we sat in the shade for 10 minutes refueling. I was thinking as we got back to Northampton that my legs were doing a little better, but now back home and a while later, they just feel trashed. Well, we'll see what tomorrow brings. :-)
And a delight, of course, to have such good company. He gave me a tour of a bunch of roads, a few dirt, that I hadn't been on before. I gave him a suggestion that in this part of the world there is really no reason to ride close enough to a parked car to ever get doored. He also should get a rear-view mirror, if for no other reason to be able to watch me falling farther behind, but somehow I doubt that will happen. I will keep my fingers crossed that neither of us gets doored.
And no matter how much I am dragging my ass right now, and was dragging it at times out there today, it is still wonderful to be able to get out.
I was reflecting yesterday on my decision a couple of years ago -- or maybe it's now three years ago -- to stop activities (O', running, golf) that seemed likely to cause me serious back problems. And thinking how lucky I was to make that choice before my back got really f-ked up. I don't know what lies ahead, but it's real nice to look back and not have regrets.
And I was thinking maybe I should have a go at the corn maze this year. Though that quickly reminded me of about this time last year, when I had such a thought, took a slow test jog down the driveway, and decided that running no longer suited me. We'll see if I try that experiment again.
Feeling the heat today. Or maybe just one of those days. Seemed to be working too hard going up the hills. Pretty sure I wasn't drinking enough, but I wasn't really feeling like it. Who knows. Didn't seem to have much power in the legs. But maybe seeing Phil a ways out front on the last climb just meant he was having a good day. Which is a good thing.
Stopped for fluids in Williamsburg. It wasn't far from Northampton, but I was really parched, and we sat in the shade for 10 minutes refueling. I was thinking as we got back to Northampton that my legs were doing a little better, but now back home and a while later, they just feel trashed. Well, we'll see what tomorrow brings. :-)
And a delight, of course, to have such good company. He gave me a tour of a bunch of roads, a few dirt, that I hadn't been on before. I gave him a suggestion that in this part of the world there is really no reason to ride close enough to a parked car to ever get doored. He also should get a rear-view mirror, if for no other reason to be able to watch me falling farther behind, but somehow I doubt that will happen. I will keep my fingers crossed that neither of us gets doored.
And no matter how much I am dragging my ass right now, and was dragging it at times out there today, it is still wonderful to be able to get out.
I was reflecting yesterday on my decision a couple of years ago -- or maybe it's now three years ago -- to stop activities (O', running, golf) that seemed likely to cause me serious back problems. And thinking how lucky I was to make that choice before my back got really f-ked up. I don't know what lies ahead, but it's real nice to look back and not have regrets.
And I was thinking maybe I should have a go at the corn maze this year. Though that quickly reminded me of about this time last year, when I had such a thought, took a slow test jog down the driveway, and decided that running no longer suited me. We'll see if I try that experiment again.