HAVE YOU HIT THE WALL OF GRAY?
AT THE TOP OF A 90 MINUTE CLIMB, I succumbed to the terrain. Not the steepness, not the wildness of the area. Gravely dirt had turned...
... from bird beaks to baby heads to small boulders.
OK, it was beginning to pitch straight up.
Climbing that stuff in 40 degree weather is easy to do in a jersey and arm warmers.
We're working.
Burning calories.
Creating all kinds of heat.
I stopped,
pulled my KOM Jacket from my back pocket...
... and started bombing back down.
Is this nirvana?
Not a soul around,
tacky, fast single track,
spring's green guard rails.
I came around a bend and saw a massive wall of gray.
Uh oh!
Off the trail,
on to the road,
I pressed harder on the pedals.
Drops of rain,
turned to frozen rain,
which turned to balls of hail...
... good thing I wore my most wholey, air-cooled helmet.
The icecream-type headache became...
... Crud, this could be bad.
I snagged a PR on this slight downhill bike trail, I've ridden dozens of times.
Nobody was out.
Duh!
Moral of the story?
Shift happens...
... get used to it, everything will be easier.
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165ish?
9 hrs sleep
No strength work
0 minutes recovery
90 minutes reading + Journaling
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