Tuesday, 14 July 2015


Ricktastic Tuesdays:
I went to bed last night, convinced that the weather would stay foul, and thus riding wouldnt happen this morning. The forecast said it'd be all right, but the forecast has lied to me recently,  but at 4am when my brain decided to rouse me, the radar looked good, so ride I did.

The crew was the same as last week, just Ricky, Wilko and I, and like then that worked out just fine. We chatted, stretched our legs at differing speeds, then found ourselves a coffee or two and a donut.

I had a few different sensations this morning, and I'm not talking about the sugar rush from a peanut butter, caramel and chocolate pastry that graced my lips. After yesterday's work on my posterior leg muscles, I felt oddly unbalanced. Tight in the quads and free in the hamstrings. I figured the quads would be where the work occurred, but I found myself wishing I could drive only with the very muscles that thumbs, forearms and elbows had worked yesterday. I was so caught up in the surprise and subsequent introspection that most of the hills were done as strength efforts, mental power normally assigned to changing gears to keep the legs spinning were assigned other tasks.

Strava link.

D: 54.9km
A: 665m

PMPW: 84kg

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