So I headed out for my ride after taking a day off.
Looks Like Its Still Summer To Me
I always find it interesting, the feeling you get ten seconds into your ride after you have had a day off, it just feels weird, kind of as if you haven’t ridden in years kinda of like you have to retrain yourself. This, as I mentioned, usually last like less then ten seconds for me, and then my muscles are right back into the rhythm of riding.
So for the rest of the ride my legs felt like they usually due on Tuesdays, they feel like they have power but its only like 70% there. Usually the next day (Wednesday)I have way better legs, which is why I have intervals tomorrow and I definitely can’t wait for some good hard intervals!
I am loving that we are in mid September and there are still no signs of fall yet, and its getting
hotter than ever. I think I just like it hot.
After that I headed out to go eat with my parents (Mexican-Taco Tuesday).
I cannot wait for the Vuelta to finish up and hopefully crown Horner the victor. They had an off day today at the Vuelta but action is definitely going to pick up again tomorrow, and I can’t wait to look at the results tomorrow on Velonews. Go Horner!
I didn’t want to wake up late today but unfortunately I couldn’t fall asleep last night till it was super late. I ended up waking up at about eleven, so while I was eating breakfast everybody else was eating lunch.
While I was enjoying my breakfast and fruit smoothie I was surprised to see that Kent Woermann had come over to help my Dad with his work out.
After that I basically made a salad and then headed out for my two hour ride.
Everything was going according to plan on the ride, steady pace nothing too hard. Then when I had about 45 minutes left of my ride I took a turn that was a five mile stretch to the highway I had to cross to continue onto my way home.
When I arrived at the crossing I was disappointed to see that the road I needed to get to had been shut down and the only way to get home would be to head all the way back the other way to get to the original road.
Once I was back on the road I had to go about two or three miles more up that road and take that route. The unfortunate thing was that I was on a route that at my pace I needed to go I would be 45 minutes and I only had 20 left on my ride. Because of this I had to up the tempo a bit. If I had not done this I would have missed out on MI Ranchito, and that’s just not an option on Taco Tuesday.
The good news was that I made it back a little late but with enough time to make the ride over to the restaurant. You see, at my house my parents take Taco Tuesday very seriously. If I had missed the time cut, I would have been out on the dinner.
Don’t get me wrong, they would have brought me back food, but its just not the same if you know what I mean?
It was a good thing I didn’t miss it anyway, because Jonathon brought me a special treat; several magazines on cycling of course, from Spain! Super cool… I guess I will be learning Spanish now.
Weird, I just noticed the whole Spanish theme I had going on with this blog. Taco Tuesday and Spanish Cyclismo Magazines, strange huh?