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Mmmm. Last weekend: 125 miles. This weekend: 132 miles. Those are pretty prodigious numbers, even for me.
Actually, this weekend would have been higher, if the weather had cooperated. Saturday was the usual Quad Cycles ride. Although the forecast said 70 percent chance of rain, it looked like the sun might break through, and the radar showed rain mostly to the northwest, so I saddled up. Besides, since it’s rained part of every Pan-Mass ride I’ve done, it would be good practice, no? Stupid.
Oh yeah, it poured, but at least it was reasonably warm. The ride was foreshortened (by all of a mere 10 miles), so I only did 50. If you combined the amount of grit and gravel in the bottom of my shower with that on the floor after I cleaned up the bike, it would easily amount to more than a cup. I swear, there’s nothing worse than rain.
Sunday, however, was a perfect day, and I did not just the usual Quad Cycles 60 miles (which is only 40 miles for those folks who don’t have a 10-mile commute to the shop), but I was one of just three people who did the full 60-mile route (which for me winds up in excess of 80 miles by the time I get back to Boston). Quite a lengthy ride, but good training.
Clearly, I’ve got the miles down. Now it’s just a matter of tweaking my form, while riding enough so that I don’t lose any conditioning.
And, of course, there’s that big trip to the west coast coming up. But that’s a story for another day…