GOT OUT ON THE GRAVEL BIKE IN UTAH TODAY with El Jefe. Now that he's retired, probably need to change that to El Flojo except...
... he's busy as ever, and doing insanely long races.
He took it easy on me today.
Here's the dill...
- El Jefe got me into gravel biking
- The Mocker (cause Tally mocks me relentlessly) got me into road
- Wood taught me how to sprint
- Garboon took me MTBing when the surf was dead
... each of these men made an impact on and off the bike.
I owe 'em,
Who do you owe?
By the way, when we hit the rocky sections and the single tracks, I was more impressed than ever with these Continental Terra Speeds.
I'm running the 45s now.
28lbs up front,
30 in back.
That's the set up I'm planning to roll at BWR Saturday.
I'm tempted to go a little lower on the pressure because I'm still not hitting the rims from time to time on the rough stuff...
... it's risky, though.
And, I'd rather hit the rocky sections at full speed vs gingerly like hot coal walker at a guru get away.
Oh, and who owes you?
No strength work today
10 minutes recovery
60 minutes reading + Journaling