"Cross"
Date: Jan.
Mileage: 14
Ride type: 'Cross
Bike: Surly Crosscheck (added variable)
Temp: 63 p.m.
January mileage: 52
Year to date: 52
i've title this post "Cross" b/c i went on cross ride today, but only a semblence, a caricature of "cross", for to see, i really CANNOT CROSS for SHIT! that is further to say that i'm too damn out of shape to really punch it cross style, and too out of practice to style it with cross skilz. sin embargo, i got out on an incredibly warm January day and headed over to the Seneca/Cherokee complex. seems that much of the rest of the city was there too, b/c it was packed. i saw people, especially families, on trails that i'd never seen anyone on before (hardly). my patter today was to put in a good effort, like climb a good hill or punch a trail section, and then take mega amounts of time to recover. about 40min in, i was toast enough that i stuck the rest of the way to roads, even with the slightly treaded cross tires.
observations as ever include:
1. i just love all the old, historic homes surrounding the park. i wish we could step back in time to when those were the large estates surrounded by hundreds of acres of wild and farmlands. i belittle not the folks who have an opportunity to live around there.
2. another is that alleyways tell can tell alot abt the nature of the homes inside. you see an impressive home, like those along Douglass Blvd. you go around back and every 5th one is dump, garage rotting, weeds taking over, trash laying abt. i assume those are of older folks who can't keep things up, but who knows?
3. did i mention i can't handle trails anymore? really it's related to conditioning, b/c the pounding and finesse of trailriding put a premium on my back, and it has to work hard to hold up my massive beergut. and whose fault is that?
4. the nature of the wind was almost fun today. according to weather.com, it's gusting at 17-37mph. i would find really FAST tailwinds, and headwinds that would drive me to standstill. more interesting were the sidewinds that would allofasudden catch you in a wierd spot on your back or shoulder. then you would physically have to correct and maintain your balance, rollercoaster style. makes my appreciate Belgium a bit. i fear my ability to form an echelon at the moment is poor.
5. lastly, this is something i was thinking about somewhere early on, when i still had brain cells. i decided to invent some kind of theory of an obstacle equaling perceived effort in combination with actual fitness, or some type of crap like that. point being, when you're out of shape, you can't do things as easily, regardless of mph or heart rate or something. it's mental as much as physical. i think i thought of this after i climb a stout hill on the cross bike and thought i was going to puke.
tomorrow to the ear doc. don't know if it's still infected, but certainly i would like some kind of theory as to why they plug up every winter like i'm some kind of 2-year old. let's hope.
Mileage: 14
Ride type: 'Cross
Bike: Surly Crosscheck (added variable)
Temp: 63 p.m.
January mileage: 52
Year to date: 52
i've title this post "Cross" b/c i went on cross ride today, but only a semblence, a caricature of "cross", for to see, i really CANNOT CROSS for SHIT! that is further to say that i'm too damn out of shape to really punch it cross style, and too out of practice to style it with cross skilz. sin embargo, i got out on an incredibly warm January day and headed over to the Seneca/Cherokee complex. seems that much of the rest of the city was there too, b/c it was packed. i saw people, especially families, on trails that i'd never seen anyone on before (hardly). my patter today was to put in a good effort, like climb a good hill or punch a trail section, and then take mega amounts of time to recover. about 40min in, i was toast enough that i stuck the rest of the way to roads, even with the slightly treaded cross tires.
observations as ever include:
1. i just love all the old, historic homes surrounding the park. i wish we could step back in time to when those were the large estates surrounded by hundreds of acres of wild and farmlands. i belittle not the folks who have an opportunity to live around there.
2. another is that alleyways tell can tell alot abt the nature of the homes inside. you see an impressive home, like those along Douglass Blvd. you go around back and every 5th one is dump, garage rotting, weeds taking over, trash laying abt. i assume those are of older folks who can't keep things up, but who knows?
3. did i mention i can't handle trails anymore? really it's related to conditioning, b/c the pounding and finesse of trailriding put a premium on my back, and it has to work hard to hold up my massive beergut. and whose fault is that?
4. the nature of the wind was almost fun today. according to weather.com, it's gusting at 17-37mph. i would find really FAST tailwinds, and headwinds that would drive me to standstill. more interesting were the sidewinds that would allofasudden catch you in a wierd spot on your back or shoulder. then you would physically have to correct and maintain your balance, rollercoaster style. makes my appreciate Belgium a bit. i fear my ability to form an echelon at the moment is poor.
5. lastly, this is something i was thinking about somewhere early on, when i still had brain cells. i decided to invent some kind of theory of an obstacle equaling perceived effort in combination with actual fitness, or some type of crap like that. point being, when you're out of shape, you can't do things as easily, regardless of mph or heart rate or something. it's mental as much as physical. i think i thought of this after i climb a stout hill on the cross bike and thought i was going to puke.
tomorrow to the ear doc. don't know if it's still infected, but certainly i would like some kind of theory as to why they plug up every winter like i'm some kind of 2-year old. let's hope.
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