one of my perennial coaching tenets is, “No Spikes On The Graph!”
…so what does ilg go out and do on my first road ride since September? 100+k’s on a windy club ride for nearly 4 hours…makes me wish i could just ski year round!
surprisingly – well, maybe not given the wisdom of WF – i easily broke away on the first 2-mile climb at mile 9 and solo’d off the front for 7 miles until our regroup at Ignacio. then, i felt strong like Hanuman pulling into the 20-30mph winds trying to get back to Durango from Ignacio…took strong pulls and was more than happy to put my nose into the fierce gales…
then came the dreaded Airport Hill…oooph…this clunker is like pedaling up a brick with bunch of well, bricks.
so,
special thanks to Mike, Scott, and Doug for ushering me through my 2-mile high, cross-eyed bonk with 12 miles to go! actually recovered until i hit the 5 mile solo pedal home…ilg apologizes to all the Sunday afternoon fitness warriors on the bikepath as i was weaving around on the bike path like a drunk, completely drained from all glycogen stores.
Of course, upon arriving h(om)e withered and wimpy, i was late to take my single parenting pull…
that’s when my real workout began!
Nothing says March to ilg, like the required first few bonks of the season!
May your Practice this week be Blessed and bonkless…
your feeble teacher
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Funny, and I know the feeling well. My buddy called my the other day all out of breath and asked if I had any PowerBars or Gels around the house. “Sure”, I said, slightly confused. 5 min later he ran up pushing his 6 month old twin boys in the baby jogger. Turns out he was on his first long run since they were born and bonked 3 miles from home.
KB! awesome!
dude, as i noodled back home through town, i made two detours just so i would be able to smell the great smells (at the time) of a greasy hamburger joint and a mexican place…the pizza place however, i couldn’t detour and i nearly fainted from desire-full-ness!
from bonktown,
ec
It’s enough to make one long for those simple unaware days when a 100 mile ride was always followed by pizza and beer. Oh, and the benefits of youth to burn all those crappy calories in a furnace of testostrone.
Precious KB,
love it! precisely why, as we age…we learn to cultivate Tapas instead of Testosterone…
head bowed,
ec