The day grew darker and darker as I rode, the sun disappearing behind the Spring snow. The sun a distant memory, my abilities a distant memory, and with pain in my legs and butt my only companion I rode and I finished a tortoise enduring to the end rather than a hare sprinting to the finish. Some days you live the dream where you run but go no where. Where no matter how much you try your body says not today sucker. Today was that day.
The ride – Zwift
The bike – Trek Madone 6.9