OK, maybe more like, if 4 turned out to be 9 but I'm not passing up a chance to use a Hendrix quote
It's amazing how fast we lose it. Haven't been riding as much in the new year.
The weather has been wet, windy and generally not very nice.
On top of that, I've been "asked" to put in 3 days a week in the office. I was pretty much working from home every day by late last year... LOTS of luinch time rides. Gone now
So, what I've been reduced to is 2 or 3 days a week on the trainer. It's just not the same.
Ahh, but today? It was a beautiful day. The storms have gone leaving blue skies and mammoth, billowy clouds. And no wind, a real plus.
So, I went out today with no goals or destinations in mind. I just wanted out.
I found out in a hurry that my legs were gone. But, am I going to let that stop me? No way.
The flats were comfortable enough but if the road turned up at all, my legs wnet flat.
Still, I didn't shy away from climbing, I sort of had no choice.
I did worry when little 4% climbs felt more like 7% and the 6% climbs felt ridiculous.
On the way back home, ~4 miles of steady uphill, I was able to find a rhythm and an acceptable level of pain and it sort of got to be fun. Fun? Guess I got it bad. No wonder people don't understand us.
In the end 26.5 miles and 3 hours out.
Yep, not only slow but also not in a hurry. It was glorious.
Can't wait for the next time out.
P.S. More rain coming next week. ...sigh....