Saturday morning met us with weather that could be described as Spring in Kortrijk. Sure, it was 65 degrees, but low gray clouds hung in the sky, and a swirly North wind was blowing.
Felt bad, rode about the same. Between feeling like dump, and having not changed my mountain cassette off my ROL rear wheel, it just wasn't a comfy 2.5 hours on the bike. There was no Goldilocks moment of the ride. Gears were either too big, or too small.
Still got 80km...
Thought I would come home and get a quick cat nap...
BZZZZT...still my turn...
Upon hitting the main drive of Service Course, I could hear the tell-tale sound of whinging children, and the leafblower. Oh Joy...
The next 90 minutes was spent blowing, raking, dragging and mowing leaves.
I guess one could call it cross-training...
Sunday, I just wasn't motivated to go ride. The sun was out, and the winds were lighter, so I kitted up and headed to the spot. We had a nice little group for the LexCo ride. Same roads, but a completely new loop.
Once on 302, it was evident that the tailwind would be pushing us to Swansea. After turning onto Hwy 6, it was go time. MW hit the front, and hit the gas. We lost Il Prof and The Mope, but kept rolling. It was a pleasant 40+ kmh run all the way to Swansea. At times, speeds were licking 50kmh...big fun. I even took the Swansea sprint. MW said he didn't see the sign...whatever...a W is a W. Pay attention Cat 1!! Il Prof caught us at the BP...Mope took a wrong turn (there was only one turn, and it was obvious which way to go), only to be waiting for us at the top of 12th. Still working out how he got back there before we did...
The head/cross wind home really wasn't bad. MW, Clayton and I took the dirt road home. Kinda rough due to the lack rain, but definitely rideable on 23c tires. We lost Mope there too...for the 4th or 5th time of the morning.
Felt better as the ride progressed, and rode as well as could be expected at the end of October.
Got home, ate, showered, and went to find the Great Pumpkin...and we did, at Publix. $6 for a pumpkin the size of a small Hawaiian island. We tried to support the fund raiser at Wesley UMC, but just couldn't. I'm all for supporting local causes, but not at a 400% premium. Yep, the same size gourd at Wesley was $25.
Methinks that someone up there should have taken an economics class in addition to their theological studies.
All in all, it was a good weekend...a solid B.
Oh, Plzen was a mudfest...
Handlebar view of a practice lap...
Call me soft in the head, but it looks like a good time...
Ok...time to get the day started...
Namaste...
2 comments:
Plzen was a lesson in how to run with the bike. Even Nys decided not to bunny hop on that course. JPow must've felt the vibes due to his lack of brain injury couture; although, he probably could've used it after his pile up off the line. He even pulled out of CincyCX for some odd reason.
The mud must've been slick. The dude w/the bar camera ate it in a simple corner. Wonder how low guys were running their tires?
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