Here is a brief log of how the ride went:
- Starting Out
- Woke good spirits ready to conquer the world
- Coated myself in sunscreen and hit the road
- Started to get used to the bike, especially the different shifters than I am used to
- Noticed that there were lots of dried corn husks/leaves at random places on the country roads. This was a running theme throughout the ride. It must have been corn harvest day or something.
- 10 miles
- I remembered which house had the scabby-eyed mangy mutt that chased me on my last ride and I bumped up my speed as I approached. The mongrel darted out of the bushes in the yard and tried to chase me down but he couldn't keep up. Next time maybe I'll bring some pepper spray and teach old Grendel a lesson.
- There's a half-mile patch of gravel on one of the back roads that I take. The road bike did not do very well on it.
- 25 miles
- Made it to Bonham, stopped at The Skotnik's to refill my bottles, kiss my babies, and stretch.
- Vision blurred from constant sweat pouring into eyes and getting under contact lenses and dripping all over sunglasses
- Multi-tool fell apart (luckily I didn't need to use it, but the constant rattling of the pieces in my saddle bag was annoying)
- 45 miles
- Wind from the south was a nuisance
- Stopped at a gas station in Whitewright to refill my bottles and stretch.
- My gloves were completely saturated with sweat and starting to chafe my skin
- Constant pressing on handlebars made my hands and wrists sore
- My shoulder started to ache from constant leaning forward
- 65 miles
- Stopped in back at home, refilled one bottle, stretched, and then headed back out for a 10-mile trip around "the block" to finish up my goal.
- Muscles started getting somewhat crampy, becoming much more sensitive to bunchy-flexing such as when I stand on the bike to power up a hill
- My shoulder and neck were getting worse, needing to be stretched and swiveled around every mile or so
- 75 miles
- I rule!
- Treated myself to a delicious chocolate malt protein shake.
The rest of the daylight hours on Saturday were spent shopping for mattresses for Zoë and Jude's soon-to-be-delivered bunk bed and eating a late lunch/early dinner at Panera. Back at home we had some adult beverages and watched "Live Free or Die Hard", starring my man-crush. Obviously, the best way to watch such a movie is under the influence, and we had a good time making fun of it. Our favorite part was when the bad guys put on FBI outfits and stormed the central control for the Eastern power grid. They got out of the helicopter and the men at the power grid immediately started telling them "No, no, no, this is a restricted area, you're not allowed to be here" and then promptly got killed by the bad guys. We were wondering what was the point of them wearing outfits that said "FBI" if they were just going to shoot the workers at the grid right after they landed there. They then went down to a control room and there was a guy in front of a control panel (who looked to me like the dad from "Family Matters" that was in the first two "Die Hard" movies) swiveled around in his chair saying "hey, you can't come down here" and then got shot. It was just so sudden and the guy had such an attitude that we had to go back and watch it several times. We started adding our own content to the scene: "Ain't no FBI-wearin' EBG (evil bad guy) with a BPV (bullet proof vest) gonna' bust in on me eatin' my KFC!" and so on...
Today we had a nice breakfast which Gabrielle made while I slept it off. Pumpkin pancakes! We went to The Skotnik's for late lunch/dinner and now we're back home. It was a very nice weekend.
- Lots of reading and discussing of 7 habits with Gabrielle.
- We read a book about the human body with Zoë, and I learned some things.
- I rested today after yesterday's huge ride.
- I indulged a bit more than usual, not going overboard...well...except for maybe tonight when I ate all the ice cream that the kids didn't finish. Sometimes I feel like I have to be the clean-up crew when the kids don't eat something that I know is good. "What, you're not going to finish that? Well, I'd hate to see it go to waste..." Bad habit!