I did a Dam ride yesterday (saw either a baby deer or a coyote, I need glasses!) and a Dam ride today. I was thinking as I was going 35mph down a hill that I really DO NOT care to go that fast, unlike the Fat Cyclist who says he can't hear his iPod so well at speed.
Curiously, 35mph is about as fast as I can coast downhill. I guess my big frame (ha!) is not aerodynamically efficient. I feel more comfortable at 25mph; having crashed at lower speeds than that and getting teh road rash wasn't much fun. The fastest I can get up to on the flats is around 21 or so, and that's a strain. And it musses my hair.
Today I was following a guy riding a mountain bike on the Padre Dam bike/dog walking path and I had to brake a lot because, while he was pedaling for all he was worth, I could coast faster than he was pedaling! At least for a while. Of course eventually he left me in the dust, like THEY ALL DO!
Ran across this quote on a couple (Poignant Irrelevance & Tales Of Slow Brave Athena) of blogs, attributed to Floyd Landis in a article in Outside magazine.
"There's only one rule: The guy who trains the hardest, the most, wins. Period. Because you won't die. Even though you feel like you'll die, you don't actually die. Like when you're training, you can always do one more. Always. As tired as you might think you are, you can always, always do more". --Landis.
As for me, I may cry, I may whine, but at least I don't get that awful copper taste in my mouth after a climb any more.
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You're not going to work this summer? Guess you can be out there riding every day in this loveley weather. Liked the quote by Landis. I'll try to remember it when I feel like I'm dying on the Stairmaster.
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