The start of the day began at 2am for me. I woke up and hopped on my bike 30 min later.
My first d'oh moment occurred shortly thereafter when leaving my driveway. Due to being groggy I mismanaged my transition from the sidewalk to the street and lost all traction. You would think that after 30,000 miles on a bike I could manage this simple task. The end result was a nice patch of road rash on my left leg. This was compounded by me forgetting my house key. So, I took off and began the ride. BTW there are still a lot of cars out on the road at 2:45 am on a Sat.
-I rode from Thornton to Denver using various surface streets
-In Lakewood I had some idiot pull out right in front of me on 32nd. I saw what was happening and avoided the accident by going around her back while she almost had a heart attack. Common...idiots. I was running 1200 lumens. Duh
-I was screamed at by a different female motorist in the first 15 min of the ascent of lookout. Thank goodness for my headphones.
-In one of the last few switchbacks my rear tire started flatting. Not wanting to walk up lookout or change a tire on the street I hauled arse to the park at the top. I let my club know that I was unable to make the meet up and fixed my tire.
-Once I hit 103 I started feeling like crap on the ascent but pushed through it. I met up with the club on 103 during a food break. I believe they ran into issues and had a late start.
-At the first aid station I ate like crazy and had my wound dressed.
-I started severely sucking after Georgetown and the long climb up i-70 to loveland. There upon I paced a slower rider and kept my heart rate down.
-Ate like a madman at loveland.
-My ascent of loveland pass completely bit it. Stopped a couple more times to eat even more food.
-I found a very attractive lady and paced her up loveland pass at 5mph while desperately wanting my legs to return. At least the scenery was nice.
-The descent from loveland pass was spectacular hitting speeds of almost 50mph while passing a few cars and a semi. Last year was windy and this year calm. Aero spokes + wind= aggravating.
-Once the descent was finished something amazing happened. Right at mile 114 for me my legs had returned! Weee!
-The rest of the ride was uneventful except for a few rain showers.
-One of these rain showers resulted in an amusing exchange between me and my ride partner AJ.
The rain was dumping like mad
Me> At least it is not hailing
5 secs later it starts hailing like crazy
Me> You can hit me now.
-Vail pass was pretty easy this year since I had my legs again.
-It rained from vail pass to the finish line but it was a warm rain.
-AJ hammered it faster and faster the closer we were to the finish line. It was not too long before my legs said that this speed while having 150 miles+ on a bike was not going to fly. I dropped back
-Went to pick up my bag from our SAG and decided to ride. Promptly tipped over. D'oh moment #2
In summary, adding miles to an already epic ride at the beginning was idiotic but all in all my second triple went well. This was the longest ride I have managed at 162 miles.
I will gladly add miles to the triple again but using a different method like Mt Evans.
Now if I could just figure out how to sleep after these rides. My technique of beer, epsom salt bath, and magnesium supplements helped a small amount.
Anyone have any amusing stories to tell?