With FIVE more weeks until my big 200km fundraising ride… I thought I should get back on my bike and start covering some serious distances!
So I met up with my cycling group and we rode 85kms in one morning.
Sounds really impressive, but I was SOOOOOOOO SLOW.
It was really embarrassing. It was not an impressive effort at all.
See, I was trying to pace myself. I haven’t been on my bike for a couple of weeks, I didn’t want any muscle injuries and I wanted to do the whole “Slow and Steady Wins The Race” thing. You know, like a tortoise?
Having said that… this particular day was really, REALLY WINDY. Perth has been experiencing weeks of rain, stormy conditions and winds between 30-50km/h.
I rode painfully and shockingly slow for 43kms… heading into a strong wind.
At some points I was riding 10km per hour! *Cringe*
Each down stroke of my pedal was really hard work, making my leg muscles burn. Imagine doing that for 2 hours straight :P
But once we turned around… the wind was behind us, pushing us along… and I was *flying* on my bike. It was awesome!
I was cruising along, with hardly any effort at all at 38km/hr… it was fuuuuuun :)
It kind of made all the hard work worth it.
This is the lovely bike path that leads straight from Murdoch Train Station to Paganoni Road (slightly north of Mandurah). 43kms of flat, straight paths. Effortless right?
Oh and I did something really stupid!
The night before my ride, I adjusted my seat – just down a little tiny bit. I have a bottle carrier mounted on the base of my seat, and so I adjusted that too.
And I did these adjustments IN THE DARK. Which yes, is just genius.
So at the start of my ride, I felt that I was going really slow. Unusually slow. I was pushing and pushing my pedals with so much effort. I thought the resistance was from the strong winds and that my legs were out of practice.
It turned out that the bottom of my bottle was pressed against my tires… and acting like a brake!
My tires were wearing out the bottom of my water bottle!
It was only until one of my team mates noticed my leaking water bottle – that I realised what was happening.
Look at that!
The bottom of the bottle was worn through in three places, because I shifted it around two or three times while riding.
Geez, I felt so stupid :P
OK that aside, I was wondering if you’d like to support my ride?
Donate any amount you feel you can – $20, $50, $100, $500, $1000! You can leave a public message, or a personal message to me, or just do it anonymously. And you get a receipt, so you can claim this against your tax.
And if you’re interested, you can read the rest of my Fundraising Cycling Stories here.
Thanks so much!