I knocked out 62 miles this morning but the legs were still feeling the effects of the last couple of days of getting beat up on. All the way to Frierson, I stayed with the group and actually rode very well. Lost the pack a bit after that but caught them again after passing I-49 and stayed there until we hit Highway 5 to Kickapoo. There I dropped off to do the rest of the ride easy and give my legs a break. As the group was pulling away, Russ had just dropped to the back, looked back and saw me. He gave me a questioning "thumbs up" (as in "is everything okay?") and I gave him a thumbs up with a smile to indicate I was fine. He smiled back and bridged up to the group...I watched them disappear as I maintained a 20 mph speed. I caught with everyone at the store in Keachie, took a quick break, and did the rest of the ride with Arnold at that same easy pace. He kept me honest and kept the pace up enough to make it a true effort. But I was so glad to get home! I was really worn out and now I'm debating about whether to do a really easy ride Sunday or just take the day off and let the muscles rebuild. I'll probably decide at the last minute!
Jonnene's had to work this weekend but she was able to leave just before lunch for the day (she's still on call during this time). She was able to keep a hair appointment...she looks great...and we went out later tonight to eat at Chili's. I spent most of the afternoon dealing with laundry, watching reruns of the first stage of the Tour de France on TV, and trying to catch a nap to recover from the ride.
No comments:
Post a Comment