Well my friends, the time has come for me to commit and get my self in gear for the two races I signed up for - the Amtrak Century and the Levi Leipheimer Gran Fondo. Not that I haven't been riding. I have. But I like to think of myself as a "tootler". I tootle around the back bay and snap a few pics. I tootle up Newport Coast and stop for a cup of coffee at the top. I mean - this is what I am supposed to do right? Enjoy the ride? The problem is that with a 100 mile ride less than two months away, I haven't ridden more than 45 miles at one time in a year. That's not good. Truthfully I have been climbing. Trying to not stop halfway up those hills and not use the granny gear ALL the time. And what I really want to know is - am I the only person that really doesn't get going on their bike for almost an hour?! Like literally, it can be painful for that first hour. Sometimes I wave the white flag at 15 miles. Are age and infirmity setting in?! I mean - I am 42 this year. The age at which you start to hear people dropping dead of heart attacks. I first met my in-laws when they were in their early forties and I thought they were so OLD. Ha! This is God punishing me for that obviously.
So - if you see a fat, old lady spinning her little granny gear up Ridgeline, muttering to herself, give her a thumbs up. Maybe even a little push. And remind her that she still needs to ride another 40 miles.