RTYD IV: Day 5 Recap and the Epic Conclusion

The final day. Well, it started out exactly as planned by having no alarm go off. Using a different phone than normal, I didn’t pay attention to the fact that the alarm was for weekdays only and thus didn’t go off on a Saturday. Perhaps this undesired outcome was fortuitous in that it allowed me to get more sleep than the average five hours I had been pulling each night.

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RTYD IV: Day 4 Recap and the Inherently Flawed Notion of Fate

Today’s ride really explains why it’s called endurance. I find myself pedaling around without any real skill, just needing to endure the whole experience. My body is sore, my legs are relatively unresponsive, my hands are numb, and my back is cramping. I just have to keep pedaling and not pay attention to my speed or my pace or the time it’s taking to complete the trip. I would rather just focus on getting the next few strokes in.

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RTYD IV: Day 2 Recap and Buying Maxi Pads

Today did not go according to plan at all. My expansive training involving many back-to-back rides was supposed to have me geared up for this particular scenario with Days 1 and 2. It was Day 3 that I was worried about, as that is “uncharted territory.” However, a bad stomach ache at the beginning of the day that persisted for almost half the ride followed by an extremely muggy midday left me without any power and zero rhythm. Add then the other bodily ailments of a sore neck and back, extreme chafing from planking, and numb, tingling hands and the day was not a very good day. Now I have to hope that I can find enough reserves to get me through the next three days.

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Getting to the Route of the Problem

With loose gravel churning, the dirt road sloping this way and that with deep ruts generated over years of truck tires digging in, I pedaled my way at a steady, blistering pace of 10 miles an hour. Going down these hills on loose gravel with a cross wind wasn’t getting me anywhere particularly quickly and my undeserved punishment continued for over 8 miles. Three turns, four near wipe-outs, and two dog “attacks” later and I finally found my way to a civilized, paved road only to have my big sigh of relief buffeted right back in my mouth by a blasting head wind. Suffice to say my longest winter ride to date in 16-degree weather did not go as well as one would hope but it did go and that’s always half the battle.

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Weekend Training: Punctuated Practice and Paranoid Planning

Training this weekend was very abbreviated. The original plan was to do two 50-mile rides over the weekend and bring the bike into the shop this Tuesday, giving them five days to give it an overhaul. However, with about five miles to go in Saturday’s ride, I got a flat tire (shocking), so I decided just to bring the bike into the shop then. I expect to have it back by Wednesday or Thursday and I’ll do some easy spin 20-mile rides through next weekend, taking Monday off to rest, pack, and try to sleep.

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