I met her about ten years ago. She was the most beautiful thing that I had ever seen. She was unlike anything my friends had. She was the whole package. I loved her from the day I saw her. She was a perfect fit. We were two pees in a pod. We spent many hours together traveling the world, experiencing things most would only dream of – Malaysia, New Zealand, Austria and many other exotic places.
Over time we began to have problems. Was it me? Was it her? Who knows, but the more I am with her the more problems I am having. A real pain in my ass. The time has come to let my old lady go. She was a good bike, a real piece of work in her day. I only use her for training these days, but her final days are numbered. I bring her to the shop every 1000 miles or so for a tune up but she is just not the same. I will hang her in my garage and look at her as I head out for a ride on my new old lady. Thanks for the good times.
This weekend was a heavy on the bike. The plan was to ride 6 hours on Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. Unfortunately, I do have a job and Friday I was only able to get a little over 2 hours in. Saturday, I rose at 4am, hooked up my bike light and off I went. You see some weird things early in the morning and have to be very careful due to the many obstacles in the dark not to mention the late nate early morning partiers. A few weeks back I was training up in Clear Lake and saw two drug deals before 6am. A little crank would probably do wonders for me this early. Saturday was fairly uneventfully. As always I get many odd looks from people headed off to work or going to get the morning paper. I rolled back into my driveway around 10am and began the day with my daughter who was anxiously waiting for me to return.
Sunday was another early morning. My wife had gone to a wedding in Carmel so I had to have my mother come over at 5am to be there when Hadley awoke. What a great MOM. I rolled for about an hour solo until I met Eric and two other friends. We set out towards Danville to do the House of Pain Loop. They call it this because on Saturday mornings a large group does this ride and is led by some of the top cyclist in the area. The pace is usually fast and relentless. Today the pace was fairly quick and my legs were heavy from the days before. At about 60 miles into the ride I began to have problems with my cranks and dropped off the back to fix it. The group continued at I limped along. I took the short way back and finished my ride around 10:30am. The weekend totaled about 13 hours on the bike. Not bad.
Tuesday – I like doing crazy things - things out of the norm. Yesterday I took BART from the City to Rockridge. From Rockridge I ran up to Tunnel Road. Tunnel Road is a six mile climb with an average grade of 4.5%. Upon reaching the top, I turned right on Skyline Blvd. From there I ran to Palmores which is a steep down hill for another 4 miles. This was very painful on the legs. Once at the bottom, I ran another 9 plus miles home. What a great run….Today – Another 2.5 hour run…….
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Peace - Out