An early meeting this morning meant I'd have to miss the usual levee group ride and saw me heading out well before 6 a.m. To say the fog was thick would be an understatement. I was determined to get some reasonable training time in despite the darkness and the fog and the time contraint, and I felt I did. The whole way out I was in a dark tunnel of fog and none too comfortable with a speed above 21 mph or so. When it's foggy like that you lose your frame of reference and it's really kind of strange. You can't see any of your usual landmarks, or your speedometer for that matter, and it makes it hard to gauge your effort. I expect that if the levee wasn't so flat, you'd even have a hard time knowing if you were riding up or down a slight incline. A rabbit and I startled each other about half-way out and the cute little bunny almost became a speed bump as he darted across the road right in front of me. By the time I was heading back, though, the sun was starting to come up and the fog was lifting, and I ran into Eddie C. who was on his way out to meet the group.
The Cat. 3 LAMBRA issue has reared it's head again, but no time to deal with it today, I'm afraid.
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