So today started really early for me since my Dad woke me at 8am to try and beat the rain that was supposedly coming at eleven. So me being me, I jumped out of bed and rushed to the kitchen to eat my breakfast so that I could leave by 9 for my two hour ride.
But wouldn’t you know it, right as I was just strapping on my helmet I started to hear something; Pat! Pat! Pat! I looked out the window and it started pouring down in buckets. I was pretty bummed that I didn’t make it but was happy that I didn’t go five minutes sooner, otherwise I would have been drenched.
After it was apparent I wasn’t going to be riding until later my Dad decided that he wanted to go by the bike shop and buy me some knee warmers. I guess he finally broke down since I was going to be up in the mountains and its rather chilly in the morning there.
After we got back I just chilled for a couple of hours and noticed that the rain was dying down and eventually stopped to a slight sprinkle. Seeing this I decided it was time to embark on my ride. So I headed out on my journey. On my way I covered some good climbs that I like to do for climbing form practice.
But after an hour of riding I met my Dad, who had just finished motor pacing John, in order so that I could get a recovery spin around the lake in at pack speed. Its a great way to get the heaviness out that your legs feel after hard intervals the day before and its even better since your training your body to do zone 2 rides at 26-28mph.
Once we did a lap I noticed it was getting to that time were I needed to start heading home so I parted ways with Dad and John. Shortly after that my Dad came hustling up and caught up with me at the top of Main Street to ride home together.