Officially official training starts on December 13. That's still two weeks away. And the training involved is far from exciting stuff — long miles, steady-state tempo riding; just building up the engine.
But man, I'm actually excited. Take, for example, Sunday's ride. It's late November, it's windy as hell and nobody involved needs to make any huge statements. We're only looking at long base miles. I was looking forward to that all weekend.
It turned out to be a pretty nice day, but yeah — it was windy. Only a few times did I feel like we were really getting hit hard by it. In between we stayed mostly sheltered from the 30-plus-mph gusts. Based on the upcoming weather forecast, I'm guessing it'll be one of the last days I'll be able to get away with just embrocation, and not knee warmers, on my legs.
In the end, I finished just shy of 70 miles, with just over 4 hours in the saddle. Hopefully today I can get out for a few more miles — maybe on dirt? — and follow it up on Tuesday with a few more hours with EOB.
Training isn't official yet, but I feel more ready for this than I have in quite a while. Last winter was a disaster — a waste of time. This past summer didn't turn out well, either.
Next summer will be different.
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Love this post! I have not been on the net much lately as work and life has been a grind, but as I was browsing your posts tonight I came across this one and I laughed out loud. Especially after meeting Jack, he is a great little man and this simple story of parenthood is such a great reminder of how lucky we parents are. Enjoy!
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