I was pretty excited about today’s forecast because I knew that it meant that I could finally take my bike off the trainer and get it ready for its first outside ride. Basically that means putting a new pair of sneakers on his wheels. Pardon my fingers…
|I hate that part. Why is that part always so hard?|
I rode to the Attean Overlook in Jackman, just under 30 miles from my house, but almost all of it is climbing, with a few rollers.
|My bike computer reads 59.6 – I am calling it 60 MapMyRide. Take that.|
It was a solid ride, I spend a good amount of time in aero position. I was feeling great all the way to the overlook, which was closed still because of snow.
|Bike taking a break, Attean Overlook.|
I sucked down a gel (wishing I had taken the time to make a PB and J) and spent a few minutes checking out the view. I never get sick of it even though I drive by it almost every day for work.
I was looking forward to the ride back. Because it was mostly downhill with some rollers, I was feeling good about this being a pretty fast 30 miles.
Not so much.
Apparently, on the way up, I was being pushed along by some wind that I just didn’t feel (no wonder I felt so solid). On the way back, I was faced with some pretty stiff head and cross winds. There was no coasting down any hill, and I really had to stay on the hood to keep the bike from getting thrown around. It was kind of crazy and a good test of how I can handle those conditions. I guess that is another tool to huck in the tool box come race day.
Anyway, my bike really needed another break, and I needed some more fuel at the Parlin Pond rest area.
|Yup, we still have some snow.|
I fought my way back into The Forks, and I was feeling pretty low – I knew right away that I screwed up on fueling (throw that one in the toolbox as well). I just didn’t eat well before I left the house or during the ride. What a bonehead I can be sometimes. I completely know better, I just wasn’t thinking at all when I left in the morning, I was so excited about biking outside.
After getting home (kicking myself the whole way for my fueling mistake), the first thing I saw was a carton of freshly baked BIG ginger cookies. I ate 3.
I would show you a picture of them but they are all gone now.
I wiped the crumbs from my face, changed, and went for a 20 minute transition run that I just wasn’t into because I didn’t fuel properly on the bike. I got it done and learned an important lesson that I thought I already knew – never take fueling for granted.
I hope you all had a great weekend, thanks for reading!
Swim – 3000yds (all strength work in pool)
Bike – 117 miles
Run – 25 miles
146 miles total ~ 13 hours