In 2013 I’ve gone 10 miles and I’ve gone almost 20 miles. I could have done the 20 except it was so cold my feet were numb and I cut it short. In my modern era biking (just started back biking a few years ago) I had only done 30 miles once and that was towards the end of last year. It’s not that I would try that distance and fail but more that I didn’t shoot for it. My trip last year included Mike Collins and Jim Kindrick and was a night time ride. It was great. They both took it easy on me.
Today we had an Easter celebration out at my dads house. I thought that would a fine excuse to do a long ride and go at least 20 miles. In my head I wanted to hit 30 miles but that would be a “right then” decision. I mapped out a route that would be about 21 miles if I strictly followed it. Bah…. I know I can do 20, why not do just a bit more?
When I leave my house and go through town I can head North and get on the bike path or head a tad bit South and enter the path there. Heading South adds about 1.75 miles so I went that way. One way I like to force distances is to put myself in a position that I have to do it or I just don’t make it. It helps me break through mental barriers. So now with the addition of the 1.75 miles (or so) the full distance I have mapped out would be about 23 miles (or so). Super.
As I was riding I found I was making better time than I really wanted. I was hoping to average 10 mph so I could focus on distance. My legs didn’t feel right going that slow. My worry was that as I got near the end I would have expended so much energy that I wouldn’t allow myself to go beyond the distance I had mapped out. I decided to just keep going with what my body told me to do and see what happened.
The bike path was full of people. Bikers, runners, walkers, etc. It was good to see people out. Only one near accident when a few thing unfortunately came together. It was an S-curve and I could see a full family enjoying the day. Mom and dad were walking and two kids were on their little bikes. They were all to one side on the corner just how they should be. I was on the inside and the parents were making sure everybody was where they needed to be as I was coming to pass. As I entered the corner (at a reasonable pace) another biker came from the opposite direction hugging the inside (where the family was) and we had a situation. He started to brake but I opted to ride off the path to the right (good berm there) and he corrected his course and came into the lane I previously was in. A bunch of loud “Thanks!” from everybody and all was good. Nobody was at fault, everybody was doing good, and things worked out.
At some point I would have to make a decision about my distance. I would be coming into a town called Casstown (Ohio) and if I turned right my dad’s house was a bit over a mile away. If I went that way I would stop when I got there and have the 23 miles (or so) done. Decisions, decisions!
I got to Casstown and check my distance. 22 miles. Dang. I was tired. My pace had taken my energy. However I wanted that 30 miles. I went straight thinking I would go around the block (large farm area blocks). In the end I pulled into my dad’s house with 32.75 miles. A new modern era PR. Super.
This ride did several things. It burned some calories for sure. It increased conditioning so I can do more 30 milers. It also worked on my Mule. Visit that link for more on my Mule. Basically it is mental conditioning.
All things said it was a great ride.
Link to ride: http://www.endomondo.com/workouts/171475544/1019918