Under the weather
Last Tuesday, I went on my usual night ride out of Cycle Therapy in Kent. I wasn’t feeling all that sharp, as I was getting the first twinges of the malaise. I went anyway. My riding friends made sure I fully utilized the time by having me do the entire ride at a brisk pace. The crowning touch is where we cranked it up for the home stretch at 27 mph, including my turn pulling. I was SO on the rivet that once I got my legs going fast enough to exceed 26 mph, I couldn’t keep them from randomly going 27, 28, or 29. I waved myself off just before the point of nausea. I’m not sure if this helped or hindered my battle with malaise, but I’m betting on the latter.
Wednesday I was a fully-fledged sick-boy. I was coughing stuff that wouldn’t, and generally feeling like hammered rat shit. The weather cooperated, producing thunder and lighting for the next 24 hours that would have made riding foolhardy (in my mind, anyway). Soon enough the weather improved, but my condition did not. It wasn’t until last night that I even felt capable of doing some saddle time, and it was only moderate in pace and length. Between the days spent out-of-the-saddle and the illness, I’m pretty well convinced that my training is in the toilet, and I’ll spend the rest of the summer playing “Lanterne Rouge” on every group ride I partake in.
But last night was beautiful… 80+ degrees and clear skies. I opted for a rehab ride over the normal bike shop ride. A friend from my spin class days is rehabbing a knee, which worked out pretty well for the rehab of my upper respiratory system. It was a nice little social ride, and probably exactly the exertion level I should have been doing… no more. Still, I’m thinking “I’m really going to suck when I have to cross the continental divide this summer”. So be it. It was still a nice ride.
Tags: Cycling, green_river_trail, interurban_trail, malaise
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