36 miles at a hair over 18 MPH avg. that included doing a lot of circles in the roads waiting on one of the riders. Only 1500' of climbing, so a fairly flat ride with The Boy Wonder and one of his friends.
The Boy and I drilled it. Or I should say The Boy drilled it and I hung on for dear life. Every time I dared pull along side him he would pick it up some more.
It was 63 degrees and the wind was fairly light at 7 to 10 MPH so we kept the tempo up in all directions of the compass. Only one badass climb. I damned near blew, but recovered over the top. On one steady upgrade I had to shift up five times to stay on The Boy's wheel. I surprised him a couple of times...he would look around to see if I was still there or dropped and despite some killer efforts on his parts and my tongue dragging on the front tire I was determined to hang.
The friend was riding well, but the ton of climbing they did on Sunday was still in his legs. He was powerful on the flats and relaxed it up the climbs. He's a really fast rider when recovered, but I could tell Sunday's big day of climbing was still with him.
182 BPM was the fastest heart rate...probably time trialing to catch up The Boy or climbing on his wheel! What a fun ride! There's nothing like going fast with friends.
The Boy and I drilled it. Or I should say The Boy drilled it and I hung on for dear life. Every time I dared pull along side him he would pick it up some more.
It was 63 degrees and the wind was fairly light at 7 to 10 MPH so we kept the tempo up in all directions of the compass. Only one badass climb. I damned near blew, but recovered over the top. On one steady upgrade I had to shift up five times to stay on The Boy's wheel. I surprised him a couple of times...he would look around to see if I was still there or dropped and despite some killer efforts on his parts and my tongue dragging on the front tire I was determined to hang.
The friend was riding well, but the ton of climbing they did on Sunday was still in his legs. He was powerful on the flats and relaxed it up the climbs. He's a really fast rider when recovered, but I could tell Sunday's big day of climbing was still with him.
182 BPM was the fastest heart rate...probably time trialing to catch up The Boy or climbing on his wheel! What a fun ride! There's nothing like going fast with friends.