THERE I WAS SOFT PEDALING, HEART RATE 115 BPM, 27 MILES AN HOUR... a regular ho hum day. Hahaha... I wish that was my norm.
The wind was blowing strong and steady from the northeast and I was all by myself on the bike trail heading southwest. If only I was on The Marvel instead of HVY MTL. Today was a day to smash the KOM.
The Marvel is my aero road racing machine. HVY MTL is my heavy, slow, un-aero, giant-tired, adventure bike.
Right day, wrong bike.
I was movin'.
Still havin' a blast.
Maybe it was the right bike... sure seemed right when I left home, in search of a mostly car-free route. I'd already put in 8 hours this week, and I could feel a touch of burnout approaching.
Riding HVY MTL is always fun, always different.
Far fewer constraints.
See a curb, jump it.
See a trail, take it.
Feel the wind...