It truly is weird. I feel like I'm cheating. Today was the last day of my recovery week, and so it called for half the usual long bike ride. It's a strange feeling to get out there and feel like you're almost done, just when you've gotten into a rhythm. I rode 90 kms at 32 kms/hr and and then ran the block in just over 34 minutes. It was a great weather day all around, and made for a very relaxed effort. Nothing was hurting and nothing was stressful. This coming week will be a different matter.
A few hours earlier, somewhere in France, a Belgium born, British guy rode 53 kms in 1hr, 4 mins. That works out to 50 kms/hr. Of course he's a bit younger than I am. We also know that if he's riding in the Tour de France, he may well have good reason to feel like he's cheating!
Since I had a half day effort I spent the rest of it with my grandchildren. They are growing up so fast but I continue to enjoy whatever stage they are at. We spent the afternoon go-carting around the farm, and then cooked our supper over the fire. Life is good!
(ride 90 kms, run 7.3 kms)
"The first and worst of all frauds is to cheat one's self. All sin is easy after that."---Pearl Bailey
A few hours earlier, somewhere in France, a Belgium born, British guy rode 53 kms in 1hr, 4 mins. That works out to 50 kms/hr. Of course he's a bit younger than I am. We also know that if he's riding in the Tour de France, he may well have good reason to feel like he's cheating!
Since I had a half day effort I spent the rest of it with my grandchildren. They are growing up so fast but I continue to enjoy whatever stage they are at. We spent the afternoon go-carting around the farm, and then cooked our supper over the fire. Life is good!
(ride 90 kms, run 7.3 kms)
"The first and worst of all frauds is to cheat one's self. All sin is easy after that."---Pearl Bailey
Love
Peter
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