I'm looking towards this bike trek from a distance of less than a week now, and ... honestly, I feel excited but a touch apprehensive as well. There's this anticipatory thrill mixing with the nervousness of the unknown, like I'm perched almost at the tipping point on top of a steep, snowy slope, unable to see the bottom but knowing it'll be a hell of a ride.
Today I rode down to Boston, taking a somewhat more roundabout route in to the Boston Commons than I usually do. Coming down into Powderhouse Square, I rode west on College Ave. instead of down Broadway and Medford. I went through Davis Square, then took Mass Ave. all the way down through Cambridge (with a slight random detour when I got turned around in Harvard Square), across the bridge, right onto Beacon Street and left onto Brookline, over to the REI on Park St. to pick up a money belt and a few more bandannas. Then I took Fenway down and around to Boylston, east all the way to the Common. I'd wanted to go catch a showing of Wall-E, and when I first got to the theater they still had tickets left. Being shortsighted, unfortunately, I went to go grab lunch first -- and by the time I got back, tickets were sold out. I ended up just cycling over to North Station and hanging around for two hours before the 5:50 Haverhill line train headed north. *sigh*
Today's route. Well, maybe I'll get to see it sometime on my bike trek. *grin* Middle of a warm day, wanting to get off the bike for a while... it could happen.
My legs aren't really sore from the ride, despite taking a longer route and carrying something like 35 lbs. in my new pack. My knees are a little stiff, but... well, I guess I'll see how well my bod holds up over the next couple of weeks. And though the SPF 30 I had on kept me from getting even the slightest tinges of sunburn, and I drank down quite a bit of water and Gatorade, I've still got a touch of a headache. I'm not sure whether it's from the exertion or the heat and humidity. I'll have to try to keep an eye out for that once I hit the road.
One small thing before bed -- how is it that Citgo is even still in business? Their gas stations all seem to be 20 to 30 cents higher per gallon than any of the nearby competition. Why would any self-respecting driver pay that much more when there's a cheaper alternative?