mkwdrs
06-16-03, 07:04 AM
Well, this overweight (260) father did 41 miles on Father's Day. I've been doing 10-12 miles approx 3 times a week. My dad, brother, and I went to the Silver Comet Trail (rail trail). I had the bright idea of going from the Smyrna end all the way to the current other end in one trip. What a mistake. My brother rides little to none, so we decided for him and dad to ride out a certain way, turn back to go get the truck and meet me in Rockmart where the trail ends. I called them at the half way point where I stopped to eat and drink a little and I was feeling okay. I could either go back the way I came or keep heading on. I'm a moron.
My brother made the comment after about the first 4 or 5 miles about it being mostly uphill up to that point. Even though it is a gradual uphill slope, he was looking for a nice coasting opportunity. That "uphill" comment would haunt me the rest of the day. Previously I had rode out to the 17 mile marker and turned around and made it okay, so I thought just heading on to the other end was no big deal. Big Dummy. The further you go the more uphill it gets. I considered just getting in the fetal position and crying at one point. I would see a curve and think, "on the other side of the curve I'm sure it's level or a slight down hill so that I can rest some". Wrong. Then I'd think, "at the top of this hill I'm so sure that it will level out". Wrong. I got totally beat up mentally not to mention it was hot and my water was getting less and less. I had to stop and rest several times, but I didn't walk the bike any.
Thanks be to God that my wife gave me a bike jersey for Father's Day. I just so happened to throw in an extra bottle of water in one of the pouches. Thank God I filled that bottle up when I had the chance too. My poor little heart had about all it could take. Thank God for the convenience store between mile marker 33 and 34. Probably saved me. What a moron I am. Thank God for the tunnel where the temperature was very cool. Probably saved me too. Thank God for triple chain rings. Probably saved me too. Thank you Cobb County for using asphalt whereas the others used concrete which make the ride more rough.
I felt awful until we made it home and I took a nice cool shower. While waiting on my dad and brother to pick me up, I poured water on my head and it helped a little. At 260 pounds, you would think that I know better. I figured that I would be really sore today and walking like Fred Sanford, but not nearly as bad as I thought. I walked that fine line of over doing it. I probably crossed that line, but luckily made it back. Man am I hungry today. The diet may have to wait until tomorrow.
It won't take but once to learn this lesson. Ride from the Rockmart end of the trail if you are going all the way. Maybe I lost some weight.
Since my brother don't ride very much, he was riding a piece of junk bike that was too small for him. As soon as him and dad were putting their bikes in the back of the truck when they got back, one of his tires went flat. He's lucky.
My brother made the comment after about the first 4 or 5 miles about it being mostly uphill up to that point. Even though it is a gradual uphill slope, he was looking for a nice coasting opportunity. That "uphill" comment would haunt me the rest of the day. Previously I had rode out to the 17 mile marker and turned around and made it okay, so I thought just heading on to the other end was no big deal. Big Dummy. The further you go the more uphill it gets. I considered just getting in the fetal position and crying at one point. I would see a curve and think, "on the other side of the curve I'm sure it's level or a slight down hill so that I can rest some". Wrong. Then I'd think, "at the top of this hill I'm so sure that it will level out". Wrong. I got totally beat up mentally not to mention it was hot and my water was getting less and less. I had to stop and rest several times, but I didn't walk the bike any.
Thanks be to God that my wife gave me a bike jersey for Father's Day. I just so happened to throw in an extra bottle of water in one of the pouches. Thank God I filled that bottle up when I had the chance too. My poor little heart had about all it could take. Thank God for the convenience store between mile marker 33 and 34. Probably saved me. What a moron I am. Thank God for the tunnel where the temperature was very cool. Probably saved me too. Thank God for triple chain rings. Probably saved me too. Thank you Cobb County for using asphalt whereas the others used concrete which make the ride more rough.
I felt awful until we made it home and I took a nice cool shower. While waiting on my dad and brother to pick me up, I poured water on my head and it helped a little. At 260 pounds, you would think that I know better. I figured that I would be really sore today and walking like Fred Sanford, but not nearly as bad as I thought. I walked that fine line of over doing it. I probably crossed that line, but luckily made it back. Man am I hungry today. The diet may have to wait until tomorrow.
It won't take but once to learn this lesson. Ride from the Rockmart end of the trail if you are going all the way. Maybe I lost some weight.
Since my brother don't ride very much, he was riding a piece of junk bike that was too small for him. As soon as him and dad were putting their bikes in the back of the truck when they got back, one of his tires went flat. He's lucky.
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