Monday, November 03, 2008
The last serious riding I did was during the Vermont 50, over a month ago. I was in good shape then, how badly could my fitness have declined in a month? You'd be amazed. Or disgusted. Or amazingly disgusted. Or disgustedly amazed.
My "training" over the past few weeks has consisted of riding to work, often just one way, getting a ride home at night. I stop to take lots of photos of leaves. I find that shit fascinating.
An experiment with a failed Halloween costume. The Bontrager Race XXX Lite Carbon Road may be gentle to today's ultra-light handlebars and sensitive carbon steerers, but it hurt my sensitive teeth.
An important facet of my SWANK training - Donuts, lots of them. One day I was working out in Hudson Mass with a guy named Kyle Gates. We were in line at a Dunkin' Donuts. I suggested that he order a Bacon, Egg, and cheese on a Boston Cream Donut. The difference between me and Kyle is this - I joked about it, he actually did it.
He steps up to the counter and asks the young Brazilian woman for the aforementioned culinary abomination. "Uh, no, we can't do that, sorry". "Alright then, give me a Bacon, Egg and Cheese, hold the bagel and give me a Boston Cream...and a knife".
I leave for North Carolina Wednesday AM. I have nothing like a plan. Going to do some laundry, load the ipod with some Black Mountain and some silly stuff to sing along to on the twelve hour drive, put the bike on the car, and hit it.
Posted by Big Bikes at 9:40 PM