|Did someone mention beef?|
Yes that is a lot of beef to carry around a bicycle and explains my failure to ever make the break away group on Elder Mill Hill. But let's just put this in perspective, sure I'm a big guy, but its not just about size, I'm also middle aged, without any particular talent, and have a middling V02 max at best. So I am riding on the only thing I possess in great abundance, angst. I ride on pure angst, the Woody Allen of the local Saturday morning peloton, except I can't make movies either.
But I'm willing to get out there. After my super duper pro fit yesterday I braved the chill for 90 minutes of what the Chief Cheetah calls "pedal rotating." And today I coaxed Duncan out of hibernation for a mellow spin of the off road variety. The trail was mostly dry and it was pretty cool riding through snowy areas.
|Yeehaw, I got this cycling device up to 8 miles per hour!|
Tomorrow is a super secret Cheetah ride at 12pm. Again unless you read this blog or click on the WBL web page, you would never know about this ride. This will be the final tune up before WBL#3 and the continuing Antelope Survival Challenge.