CRITICAL "RIDE" THEORY
TODAY WAS THE FINAL NOSCO RIDE. It was my 3rd time doing this brutally hard charity commemorating Mike Nosco, who lost his life riding his bike. Jack, his brother has...
... brought us one of the toughest and most beautiful "rides" for 15 years.
Like all great "rides", it's very friendly at the start,
somewhat friendly along the way,
horrendous and competitive,
and friendly at the finish.
There is never a winner,
because it's a "ride".
Then why all the battling,
deep digging,
suffering?
Because it's a "ride" with 500 other fit athletes,
most of whom are friends...
... and we all know how that will break down civilized society,
any and all determination to take it easy.
That pic up there is proof, after .5 miles...
... I"m off the back of the "ride" with my friends.
It got worse from there, as I fumbled with my phone, and tried to wolf down a waffle.
The few miles I spent pinned,
taking all kinds of risks...
... to catch my friends.
We'd all committed to "ride" together.
How bad was it?
Well, this bad...
Which led to this...
... which is pretty good,
since we were just out for a "ride".
Of course, since we weren't racing,
and it was a charity "ride",
there was only...
... one metric that mattered.
You know the one, right?
I mean, who the heck cares if you get some lame trinket,
a whole slew of PRs on Starva,
or even a big boy cup?
All anybody cares about on any "ride" is...
... did I beat my friends?
To my left, my cousin Todd,
in front of me, my pal Todd,
to my right, my pal Tod (the cooler spelling).
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163ish - no scale today
6.5 hours - not enough
No weights
0 minutes recovery
0 minutes reading + Journaling