After going for close to five weeks without doing a ride over 50 miles, I attempted to do some base building work in prep for my last race, a half ironman. It was hot, very hot, something we don't get in these here parts. At mile 40, I knew I was bonking but my stubborn self wanted to go on and finish the planned ride. The next 10 miles were ridden anywhere between 4 mph to 15 mph. Then it happened, I cramped so bad I had to get off my bike during the climb. I was out of water and food because I was already out there one hour longer than anticipated. And then it happened again, and again, and again, and again. In total, I had to get off the bike 5 times during different climbs because I cramped so bad I couldn't turn the pedal over. At one point, I just sat there on the side of the road as other cyclists went climbing by me. The funny thing is that nobody ever asked what I was doing, I guess sitting on the side of the road in a cycling kit and a bike is more normal than I thought. 65 miles later, I rolled through my door, 2 hours later than my expected time. This Saturday is Levi Leipheimer's 106 mile Gran Fondo ride...and yes, there will be sag wagons.
I'm basically interested in all things funny, health and triathlon related, and sustainable living. This blog used to accompany a website I built to raise awareness about cancer as well as raise money for different causes.