BIKE 22 miles in 90 minutes
This is maybe my first real ride of 2020? The first non-TGP, intervaled, in-town ride? COOL! Me n Puppy meandered out of town on a lightly sketched plan. A2 has a lot of bike path sidewalks, but I didn't last long there and jumped out to the street. Where we real cyclists belong, as some would say.
I started out with plans to head to a nearby town of Plymouth, about 15 miles away, but I realized I had a strong tailwind pushing me and I wasn't up for a strong headwind for the last half of the ride. So I veered north to break up the wind, this was the better idea. Up and down some mild hills, past farms and Farmer's Market signs. I stopped briefly to map a return route on some gravel I spied, and happily found more gravel to get there. Only a few miles from town, and gravel to ride on. I could like it here.
The ride was simple, but sadly about as long as my tolerances are for now. I'm happy to go out and peel off a 20-25 miler though. Usually I'm doing this in April, and it's a sad realization that this isn't going to happen this year. And poor Frea, still in the basement. Further, I've pilfered the seat from Bird and now that bike is out of commission.
I listened to a podcast in yesterday's drive about our choices in life - being Victor or Victim, and the narrative we tell ourselves in being one or the other.
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