"You know how many times I heard that today. More than one thousand I would bet. Actually "VROOOM" hardly does it justice. I don't know what letters you could possibly put together that would give you the sound sensation of an unthrottled, unmuffled, motorcycle engine blasting by you at 120 kms/hr on the highway. Apparently many of the friday the 13th gang decided to stay in the area last night and head home today.
The violent noise some of those engines make is awesome. Awesome if you know it's coming, but because of fhe wind direction I would never hear them until they scared the shit out of me coming up behind. It would get so bad I would tense in anticipation waiting for the next one, or rhe next bunch of 6-8-10! Then if there was a little break I would relax, only to have the shit scared out of me again with the next bunch.
And like all groups of people there are always a few assholes. The fuckers who seemed to delight in giving you something beyond a sound experience. Three or four times I had guys do the big swerve around me, coming just close enough to give me the extra sensory experience of getting buffeted by the wind. It truly was unnerving, time, after time, after time.
I think it was probably made worse today by the fact that I'm tired. Physically tired and mentally drained. I now understand the need for recovery periods like I never did before. I am very hapy to be moving into a slow week where all of my workouts will be shorter. My long run and bike specifically will be only half the norm. One easy week and then one last push before I start tapering.
It was nice to come back home and find some words of support on my blog today. Despite my brave words of yesterday it is hard during a long, painful workout to keep the little nagging doubts at bay. I have to remember to think with my head and not with my heart. My head tells me that if I do the workouts according to the plan everything will come together. My heart tells me that I'm old, and weak.
I survived the 180 kms at just over 6 hours, and then alternated 5 min runs with 1 min walks to get me around the block in 39 minutes. I am still trying to decide a marathon strategy and that scenario is one consideration. The other thing I'm thinking about is the idea of allowing myself to walk whenever I want to, but never for more than minute at a time. We will see.
(ride 180 kms, run 7.3 kms)
"People are more violently opposed to fur than leather because it's safer to harass rich women than motorcycle gangs."---Alexei Sayle
The violent noise some of those engines make is awesome. Awesome if you know it's coming, but because of fhe wind direction I would never hear them until they scared the shit out of me coming up behind. It would get so bad I would tense in anticipation waiting for the next one, or rhe next bunch of 6-8-10! Then if there was a little break I would relax, only to have the shit scared out of me again with the next bunch.
And like all groups of people there are always a few assholes. The fuckers who seemed to delight in giving you something beyond a sound experience. Three or four times I had guys do the big swerve around me, coming just close enough to give me the extra sensory experience of getting buffeted by the wind. It truly was unnerving, time, after time, after time.
I think it was probably made worse today by the fact that I'm tired. Physically tired and mentally drained. I now understand the need for recovery periods like I never did before. I am very hapy to be moving into a slow week where all of my workouts will be shorter. My long run and bike specifically will be only half the norm. One easy week and then one last push before I start tapering.
It was nice to come back home and find some words of support on my blog today. Despite my brave words of yesterday it is hard during a long, painful workout to keep the little nagging doubts at bay. I have to remember to think with my head and not with my heart. My head tells me that if I do the workouts according to the plan everything will come together. My heart tells me that I'm old, and weak.
I survived the 180 kms at just over 6 hours, and then alternated 5 min runs with 1 min walks to get me around the block in 39 minutes. I am still trying to decide a marathon strategy and that scenario is one consideration. The other thing I'm thinking about is the idea of allowing myself to walk whenever I want to, but never for more than minute at a time. We will see.
(ride 180 kms, run 7.3 kms)
"People are more violently opposed to fur than leather because it's safer to harass rich women than motorcycle gangs."---Alexei Sayle
"Noise proves nothing. Often a hen who has merely laid an egg cackles as if she laid an asteroid."---Mark Twain
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Peter
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