Sunday was “big brick day” – a three hour bike ride followed by a 15K run. Both were “as you like” events, meaning I could pick any course and do any pace. I choose hills and for both, I chose slow. Or I should say, slow chose me.
But there are some insights I learned during the five-or so hours I spent training:
1. Different people get different things out of rides. Nick (a way better cyclist than he gives himself credit for) thanked me for the “easy” ride. I, on the other hand, thanked him for trashing my legs on the climbs as I worked to keep him in my sight range. It matters not that for Nick this was easy while for me parts were challenging. What matters is that we both enjoyed our workout and got to share time on the bike.
2. Training makes me stupid. Example No. 63: Our total ride time was about three hours. With about 40 minutes left in our ride, we came to moderate climb. My gears decided not to shift so smoothly as I attempted to work some high cadence. So what did I do? I thought to myself, “Gee, I’m kinda hungry” and the proceeded to eat a fig newton, half way up the climb, while