Since I started at the bike shop, Mark and Chris have been warning me about how horribly dull January and February are. Days of $6 cash deposits are in store, along with -- maybe -- a day of zero sales.
Sweet. Of course, that makes up for the days in the summer when it's balls-to-the-wall crazy all day on a Saturday. As in there are people at the door at 9:45 and we're clearing the last customers out 45 minutes after close. Those days, believe it or not, are kind of fun.
And when you think about it, those 4- and 5-hour rides in the summer, when you come back with salt crusted on your brow, empty bottles and a raging hunger, are pretty fun, too.
Those rides are the reward for getting through January. Base 3 starts next week. Longer rides, longer intervals ... it's less than thrilling. But after that, the fun begins. The next two phases feel like you're really getting ready for something. Sprints, power climbs, killer TT intervals. Those feel like racing.
Base 3 doesn't much feel like racing. Kind of like staring out the front window for long stretches of time doesn't feel like selling things.
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