Visit a town with some regularity and it can become so familiar it can start to feel like home. Add some good habits to the mix like cycling and strength training and you start to drop some of those bad travel habits like late night TV and snacks. Yesterday’s ride had me sleeping like a baby, up and at em’, and productive all day contrary to the usual travel induced, all day brain fog my head is in on any given business trip. Just like Guinness I just don’t travel well.
Heavy downpours accompanied by intense lightning discouraged my riding plans so I headed straight for the gym after a long day reporting, strategizing, communicating, barking…..you know… Work. The hour of pushing and pulling in a gym doesn’t quite match the calorie burn and post ride euphoria I get from the bike but the alternative was a few cold ones at the bar followed by poor food choices.
The next day brought clouds and light rain. I waited alone at Biowheels for the group to form until I was joined by Matthew and his friend Kyle. Now these guys are both fit (read: light and strong) hill climbers so I immediately offered up the chance for them to leave me behind. I am not sure if they were being polite or if they are secretly sadists prepared to bring the pain but they both agreed to ride with me in tow. So into the hill work through the rain we rode. I was riding well today so some adaptation had occurred over the last two days. I love the human body. Push it and it responds. The fact remains though, these guys took it easy on me.
The course was not much different than Monday up and down hills, through farmland and residential areas all beautiful to the eye. Thursday I put in a solo effort that added another thirty miles to the books. I return home to the hotel in time to pack the bike, Kit and business attire to prepare for Friday’s flight to Connecticut where I will ride on the roads of my youth and continue to prepare for my ten day cycling adventure in the mountains of Dahlonega, GA.