It's quite quiet in the neighborhood today. I suppose a lot of the students, as well as the regular residents, are off on little labor day vacations of one sort or another. For me, though, it was just another Sunday and another Giro Ride. I'd thought that, under the circumstances, today's ride would be really mellow. Indeed, the group was relatively small and the pace was mostly within reason, but nonetheless it was most definitely not an easy day. I hate it when I have it in my head that it will be an easy ride and it's not. It makes it really hard to get into the ride. I kept alternating between working and sucking wheels. 
Mostly the latter. As often happens on these kinds of rides, I was more motivated toward the end of the ride than the beginning. Somewhere between Venetian Isles and home the old odometer passed 69,000 miles. Six and a half years is a long time for a bike computer to survive, so now it's become more of a science experiment than a computer. Unless some disaster befalls it, it'll surely make 70k miles well before the end of the year. Anyway, although the ride today generated a few little breakaways and had its share of fast sections, the bulk of the group stayed together to the end for a change. It probably helped a bit that we started out with overcast clouds that kept the sun off our backs for an extra hour or so before the sky finally cleared. As I was riding back uptown with Big Richard he commented how unusual it was that he hadn't run out of water yet.
Mostly the latter. As often happens on these kinds of rides, I was more motivated toward the end of the ride than the beginning. Somewhere between Venetian Isles and home the old odometer passed 69,000 miles. Six and a half years is a long time for a bike computer to survive, so now it's become more of a science experiment than a computer. Unless some disaster befalls it, it'll surely make 70k miles well before the end of the year. Anyway, although the ride today generated a few little breakaways and had its share of fast sections, the bulk of the group stayed together to the end for a change. It probably helped a bit that we started out with overcast clouds that kept the sun off our backs for an extra hour or so before the sky finally cleared. As I was riding back uptown with Big Richard he commented how unusual it was that he hadn't run out of water yet.
I was pretty wasted by the time I arrived back at the old homestead, and after refilling the tank I took to the couch for a couple of hours of R&R. After that, though, it was a few hours of painting. I've been repainting the old kitchen cabinets, most of which -- the doors and drawers at least -- are down in the basement. After stripping, sanding, priming, and painting, I think I'm almost done with the damned things. Sometimes its a challenge to keep the sweat from dripping into the paint while working down there. By the time I'd finished today I had a headache, probably from a combination of dehydration and toxic fumes.So tomorrow I'm going across the lake for a badly needed ride in the country. Hopefully my legs still have enough life left in them to handle a long ride in the hills.
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Looks like your ErgoBrain needs a new battery.
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