the morning proved uneventful as ever, although there was some early a.m. drama. i awoke at 5.00 with a hell of a storm blowing. at that point, i figured "no ride for me", as i'm not riding in a thunderstorm. well, it cleared, so i got ready a little quicker, skipping the shave and too much of the morning paper, and headed out. the fenders kept of some of the goo and wet, and i was good to go.
the afternoon proved, however, a pretty damn tough time. i decided to ride out to Oldham Co. to meet the family at horse lessons. it's a pretty straight forward ride- river road/rose island/goshen lane (and the hill(s)) and finally up 42 to the farm. i and lance headed out and made some nice time on river rd. with all the afternoon traffic. he turned around at Kroger, and i trugged on, still feeling good and moving at a 16-17. well, 1.10 into the ride, i guess the influence of some of those baby rollers on rose island, i just ran out of gas. who knows? end of the week? small lunch? out of shape? well, i'm feeling better. nonetheless the ride up Goshen was TERRIBLE. it was as slow as this summer when i didn't have near the miles in the legs. once i was on 42 i was doing 12mph or so, just empty. i turned onto, what, 1792, or whatev that is, and ended up at the farm just destroyed. my final avg was like 13.8. i'm sure i lost at least a mile per hour in the last 5. but hey, i DID get in 33m today, so we'll call it a success.
on the way home, i ended up almost in the middle of these two guys on the Watterson trying to kill each other- tailgaiting, swerving, offers of battle, etc. really, really, really bad. the one guy, a green truck with a trailer actually had cut my corner turning from 42 onto the Watterson (i was with the family in the vehicle by then) and i guess needed to be somewhere other cars be damned. i could't help thinking of meeting one of these assholes on the open road. certainly i would be the loser. awful. awful. awful. where is it all going? is anybody having fun anymore?
33miles/6 a.m./27 p.m./13.8 mph in the p.m./88 sunny and a little muggy
the afternoon proved, however, a pretty damn tough time. i decided to ride out to Oldham Co. to meet the family at horse lessons. it's a pretty straight forward ride- river road/rose island/goshen lane (and the hill(s)) and finally up 42 to the farm. i and lance headed out and made some nice time on river rd. with all the afternoon traffic. he turned around at Kroger, and i trugged on, still feeling good and moving at a 16-17. well, 1.10 into the ride, i guess the influence of some of those baby rollers on rose island, i just ran out of gas. who knows? end of the week? small lunch? out of shape? well, i'm feeling better. nonetheless the ride up Goshen was TERRIBLE. it was as slow as this summer when i didn't have near the miles in the legs. once i was on 42 i was doing 12mph or so, just empty. i turned onto, what, 1792, or whatev that is, and ended up at the farm just destroyed. my final avg was like 13.8. i'm sure i lost at least a mile per hour in the last 5. but hey, i DID get in 33m today, so we'll call it a success.
on the way home, i ended up almost in the middle of these two guys on the Watterson trying to kill each other- tailgaiting, swerving, offers of battle, etc. really, really, really bad. the one guy, a green truck with a trailer actually had cut my corner turning from 42 onto the Watterson (i was with the family in the vehicle by then) and i guess needed to be somewhere other cars be damned. i could't help thinking of meeting one of these assholes on the open road. certainly i would be the loser. awful. awful. awful. where is it all going? is anybody having fun anymore?
33miles/6 a.m./27 p.m./13.8 mph in the p.m./88 sunny and a little muggy
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