Some background...

This blog originally started as a log of my attempts to get back into riding and getting back into shape after being down for most of a year (2009). I set a goal of riding 25 century distances (100 miles in a day OR 100 miles in a week (Sun thru Mon is my week) in a year's time. For the year's 2010 and 2011, the which I will in fact be 50, yes, fifty, 50 years immature. For the most part for this year, 2010, that is what it is, but there are so many more things I want to do, journeys to take, big and small that it will evolve into more than just a cycling journal.

This journal is primarily for me, to record what I did when, so that in 10 years I can remember it! For those that are interested and want to follow along, welcome. The writing is not great, Hemingway is resting easy I'm sure, but it is readable, if at times misspelled. Hopefully there will be some memorable days amongst all the days lived...

Tuesday, September 07, 2010

Week 33 & 34 8/30 - 9/12

Week 33 work commute  71.37 miles, no goal

Week 34 Monday, 9/6/2010 40.5 miles
               Thursday, 9/9/10 20 miles (work commute)
               Friday, 9/10/10 20 miles (work commute)
               Sunday, Beale's Point 25.5 miles

106 miles for week 34, Goal 18 hit

Week 33 was a bust, I was too lazy to get out on Saturday and get in the 30 miles needed to met goal.
Sooo, this week, Week 34, the goal is too hit 200 miles, meet goals 18 and 19, so that when I ride the century in Moab on 9/18 I will hit goal 20.  It has a nice symmetry to it, and it will be really nice to come back from vacation and only have 5 more century goals to hit before the end of the year.  I need to get on it and get this done, riding in November and December can be dicey, the weather can be really bad.

Hitting goal this week is off to a pretty good start, I went out and rode down to see the Chalk It Up event at Fremont Park in downtown Sacramento on Monday, 9/6.  It was an absolutely beautiful day, warm, sunny, light breeze.  After riding Seamus into work for the last few weeks, Le Mond sprouted wings and just flew up the trail.  I made it from Sacramento Bar at the Sunrise Bridge to Fremont Park in downtown in an 1 hour 15 min!!  Really, really good time for me.  And, it felt really good, strong, easy.  I liked it!

And, I really liked Chalk It Up, a fund raiser for children's art programs in Sacramento, some really amazing chalk drawings on the sidewalk.  I wandered around, took pictures, had a cherry italian ice (one of my favorite treats on a hot day) and then started a nice leisurely cruise home.  I decided to not move as quickly back as I did out, kept it around 16 as I moved along.  The trail has pretty much emptied out by now, it is after 1:30 and most people are in out of the heat of the day.  I am movin' along rounding the last bend in the trail before hitting William Pond Park and I feel my rear tire slide out from under me.  Just a little, no danger of going down, but the rear feels squishy and unresponsive.  I stop and sure enough I have a flat.  The first flat I've had on this bike in over two years.  On new gator skins and with liners at that!  WTF? I should never have a flat, particularly on the bike trail.  I walk it up to the main stopping point at the Park and start changing the flat.  Get the tire off, can't find anything inside or out that would have caused the flat.  I check one more time, and then start the process of getting new tires back on the rim.  Five minutes later I finally feel the last 3 inches slip into place and I start pumping air.  And I pump, and pump, and pump and nothing is happening.  I remove my pump and discover I have somehow broken off the stem, and I don't have another tube. Crap, crap and more crap.  Lucky for me, two other riders, Rich and Jim, had come over to see if I needed assistance and saved my day.  Jim gave me a tube, would not take any money for it, and Rich loaned me his pump.  New tube in, inflated enough to get me back to the car, thank you Jim and Rich from saving me a 6 mile walk back to the car.  Good, good karma headed your ways guys, you are my heros.

Sunday, 9/12/2010

Okay I did not hit 200 miles this week, I did 106, hit goal 18, Moab will be goal 19.  A couple of work commutes and a cruise up to Beale's Pt from Sacramento Bar - with a side trip to watch Kent race in Cyclebration - put me just over the top.  200 miles was a stretch, I admit it, but one of these weeks I will do it!

Oh, god, next Moab, the "Big Nasty", it is making me anxious to just think about it!

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