p.
freakin'.
r.
that was fun,
111 on the gizmo,
longest for me,
solo solitary road ridin'
long day checking to
see if certain demons
have been exorcised..
signs point to yes.
the full answer.....well,
it was an amazing day
for a ride on a bicycle.
pieced together a grand
daddy BSRR route, that
quickly looks like a stepping
stone.
to some place.
7gels, 2clif bars, $20, 2bottles, scouted route to shake things down. Roxbury/274/New Germantown/follow 75-ish to 74south up over Tuscarora & Waggs. Clockwise loop maximizes refuel locations...after the big climb, not right before, but backloads the climbing...Wagg's at the century mark? perfect. Shiny new hoops on the road machine shod with fresh Conti 25's, along with select carpet fibres to take the edge off have really livened up the ride....and I've got all day, the weather looks prime, so why the hell not? Let's see if the Garmin battery lasts longer than that damn phone ever did.
not sure how many squares there are, exactly.
but I feel like I'm a good step on the way out of
Square One, finally. Square zero sucked, that
was about a month ago, which was around
500ish miles, having been bitten off in big,
quiet, solitary chunks.
Odo on the road bike read 1231 yesterday, when
it got swapped for the fancy Garmin gizmo. That's
from when new, but add 65ish for the 'demo ride'
I took before writing the check....420 is where we
started this spring, so 1420 is the door to SqRE 2,
that'll mark the first consistent block of 1000 along
the white line in a long while.
In a long while.
Wanna get this last 200 done in short order, then
soak it in for a couple weeks while doing TU work
in June and try to sharpen up some with shorter efforts
in between commitments. And there's no real reason
right now, not a single goal really, other than improving.
And theres lot's of room for that, lots.
That was a peak experience a few years back,
no doubt. A hell of a ride to get there and doubt
I'll ever have that belly of fire to reach those heights
again....and that's life, enjoy it, appreciate it and give thanks.
It does feel good to be pedaling a bike for me
again, for my reasons, on my terms. It's been a
while, and the fishin's been good too...
I guess it's how I roll.
So far my road bike
constitutes the rebound.
The road has always
been good to me. There's
a lot to be considered and
explored along that solitary
white line, it'll take you
places if you let it.
Always keep an ear out
for traffic, ya hear?
about a post,
that I should maybe write
about
my current situation.
let's just say I have a bit more free time
on my hands.
I've been filling some of it
with long bike rides.
I have another one planned,
it looks tasty.
to a place I've longed for.
work on restoring the diesel
first.
the turbo comes later..
and the fishes are hungry,
still good times on the water.
upheaval, I guess it has its benefits,
shake her down to the foundation,
bikes, trouts, a good night's sleep.
heard a crack last wknd.
heard a metallic tiingggg
as the rail ejected on the
first descent this wknd.
oh, that's what that was.
3 out of 4 contact points
held on for another hour
fourty five, then das was kaput.
immediate reminder of how
weak & flabby my core has
become...you get to engage
all those muscles when there
ain't nothin' to sit on.
I'm miss it, already.
last year, working a straight 40,
home before 4 at this time
of year.
This year, busy, but home
after 5, it's dark. No time to
cast, work on my cert, thinking
about my presentation...what is
flycasting all about, anyways?
But man it's dark out already,
guess I should maybe string some
lights onto the mtn bike.
This change of season, seems
to be more abrupt this year.
Time to harrass the neighbors with the fiddle....
