I really didn't feel like getting up this morning but when the husband gave me the easy way out, I found myself protesting.
Sick.
There were a lot of cyclists out on the road this morning from all sorts of teams. Met a couple of dudes from the Anza group and one of them reaffirmed the theory that I've been leaning toward: It doesn't matter how slow you're going, as long as you're out there riding and getting the distance in, you'll get better. It's no surprise that I'd really like to believe that, since I'm seriously crawling right now.
The plan was to try and get 80ks in but when someone mentioned
teh tarik, I succumbed to temptation. Turned off and had a nice tall ice horlicks, and then proceeded to feel like a bit of a cop out. Woopsie. Hee. Meanwhile, the husband is making me feel guilty by heading on out to coastal and doing a grand ol' route of 130.
Sick.
Distance: 65.77km
Time: 2:32:02
Avg: 26.0km/hr
Max:46.9km/hr
Energy: 888kcalStretch time. Da glutes ain't happy.
Ps: I was a roadie this morning. Sick.
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