It took three hours and twenty three minutes but on Saturday, 9/23 I was able to break my previous distance record of 46 miles and accomplished a personal goal of rolling across the 1/2 century mark.
The body toll for this feat included:
- Sore arse (but thanks to some Assos Chamois Cream, no saddle sores! Woopee!)
- Sore wrists (towards the end of the ride, I couldn’t find a comfortable grip position on the handlebars)
- That overall “I’m whooped” feeling I had forgotten. A feeling I remember after my first road bike ride of 20 miles or so.
We celebrated by driving to the nearby Curve Restaurant where we quickly added back some calories and fat with some outstanding mexican food. When the waitress asked me what I wanted to drink, I think I took about 10 seconds or so to answer. I think I was getting a taste of post-ride bonking. Low-blood sugar to the brain!
As we left the restaurant, Joel made an unusual comment, “Is that a horn growing out of your head?!?! Oh no! Your true nature is showing! El Diablo!”
Just when I thought Joel had joined me in a hypo-glycemic stupor, I reached up to my forehead and felt it. A large red bump. Ouch!
The bump is quite noticeable, especially when viewed in the profile. It’s red and a little sore to the touch.
Add one more to the body toll list!
And to think…I’ll be riding 150 miles in a couple of weeks.
Pray for me.
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