I woke up before the alarm, which was a surprise. Even the dogs and cats were still asleep. I rubbed my eyes, reached over and grabbed my phone to check on the temperature. A cool 62 is what was being reported. I rolled out of bed, did my normal morning stuff then got dressed.
Figuring it might be a tad bit chilly, I put my workout shirt on under my jersey, just to be safe. It’s designed to wick moisture away from me, so I figured I would be ok. The sun was shining, and it looked to be a very promising day. I made some toast, drank a bit of coffee, loaded up my water bottles and headed out on the road.
At 6:45 am, there isn’t a lot of traffic, so it was nice to ride pretty much all by myself. I slowly made my way down to the park where I was to meet up with my riding partners, letting my legs get up to operating temperature without over doing it.
During the week prior, no specific route had been discussed yet, so we made our way out of the picnic area onto the bike path, south towards town not really sure which way we were going. There was a little bit of a climb to the main road that the bike trail was next to, so that helped speed up the warming of the legs. I made sure I unclipped in time before coming to a stop. That would have been a disaster!
We continued on, weaving our way through side streets until we got to one of the main roads leading us out of town. We passed the local hardware store, then one of the newer subdivisions. This road tended to be hilly, so my partners, who have a lot of time in the saddle, a lot more than me, decided to see who could make up to the top of the hill the fastest. It wasn’t me.
I continued along at my 16 miles per hour pace, huffing and puffing along. The incline wasn’t bad, but by the top, my legs were tingling a little. The guys were off their bikes when I caught up to them. Great guys they are, they had no problem waiting for me!
We continued on this road until it got hillier, then rested. Then traveled some more, then rested again. We finally came up to some pretty flat roads, and I was feeling really good by this time. It was around mile 15, and we had talked about doing 30 total miles. We moved along and kept a pretty good pace. I was enjoying this portion of the ride.
As we got closer to the end of the ride, I had remembered that I had to ride back up the hill I came down when I met the guys. I had wanted to ride up that hill, again, and see how I did. I dumped the gear into the smallest chain ring, and kept a high cadence. I made it up there. I was winded, but not as bad as I thought.
I got home, and I felt pretty good. I was tired, but that was to be expected. I hadn’t ridden since 2 weeks prior to this ride when my partners and I went on a 25 mile ride. That, too, was a good ride.
For two days, I racked my brain trying to figure out how I was going to write about this ride. Did I learn anything? What was it like? Did I try anything new?
The answer to those questions is a simple no. No to everything.
The reason why I answered no to all those questions is simple. Sometimes, when you make plans to ride a certain way, mileage or try something new, it just nice to get on the bike and ride.
Just ride and enjoy the company.
Until next time,
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