Get Off My Trail
Everything can be blamed on the stupid virus so I’m blaming my apparent loss of strength and speed on the entire thing. I keep hoping my tears after these Zwift rides will lead to performance gains but alas I think with each passing ride I’m just getting older not faster. The rides – Zwift
It’s windy and rainy and I’m a wimp and don’t ride in that stuff unless I really have to. I’ve been waiting for Dune to come out and with grey skies and a couple of hours on a trainer ahead of me I watched it all. I had seen the 1984 version but I’ve mostly forgotten it. It wasn’t bad but you have to really
Rain is coming and I missed a lap yesterday. Today I couldn’t bear to part with the mountain and so the Ripmo and I ran an extra lap. Carpe Diem and all that. I might not be able to walk tomorrow but the Ripmo is always ready for one more. The ride – Providence Canyon
With the sun shining and the crisp chill of Fall on the air the Ripmo and I set out seeking the perfect Autumn ride. The temperature was perfect, the Ripmo was perfect, the trail was perfect, I was less perfect. Whipping down the BJ’s on my first run I came across a patch of greasy trail torn up by horse hooves which resulted some unanticipated
Turns out today would have been a great day to be outside but I had already planned to ride inside and burned up the remainder of my legs on a “recovery ride”. Must go outside tomorrow. The ride – Zwift
I keep feeling like I’m getting old and slow. I’m putting my faith in Zwift to get faster this winter. This ride hurt so good. The rides – Zwift
Last week it rained and then it snowed. Then we all left for St George for a few days which gave the trails time to dry out. With another set of storms headed in today the Ripmo and I braced for a bit of cool air and ran a couple of loops on my favorite trail. The ride – Providence Canyon
Cold, snow, and a limited schedule equal another day on Zwift. I’ve been feeling especially weak lately. I kept telling myself that I was taking a “rest” day but every day can’t be a rest day. Today I was determined to hold onto my power no matter what comes. For the first half I managed to hold on and output the kinds of wattage I
I really wanted to get the fat bike out and head into the hills. However it snowed wit h the trees holding onto their leaves. The carnage was universal with broken branches covering roads and lawns and branches breaking in real time downing power lines with a bright lightning like flash lig ridehting the dark skies. I didn’t want to be the one hearing all
The weather is always wrong (thank goodness) and with no rain in site the Ripmo needed some time out of the barn. I got suited up in my usual mountain bike attire and whilst I was preparing the Ripmo for the journey I realized it might not be raining but there was a definite Fall chill on the air. Not wanting my shiny, shaved legs