57 miles... virgin territory
Saturday, January 01, 2011
I'm exhausted. I said on fb I wouldn't whine anymore, but can I please just get some of it out of my system here? I stayed home last night but didn't get much sleep, so at 5:30 this morning I wasn't thrilled that I had committed to this darn bike ride. We had planned to meet at a park about 10 miles down the trail, ride the 35 miles RT to the beach and then when we passed the park anyone who wanted to forgo the "small" 20+ mile leg go get in their car and go home. I planned to be one of those people! The small leg ends in Corona and its a part of the bike trail I don't like -- steep hills, isolated, not scenic -- I've taken to just skipping it entirely on my rides with Jo and driving to the park to start the trail there. Well, it was freezing this morning and I was outnumbered by people who wanted to do the short ride first, to warm up and get it out of the way. Out of the way??? I didn't want to do it at all! But I also didn't want to wait at the park for an hour until they came back, so off I went. These people were crazy!! They were so cold they were riding at full speed and my HR was up in the 160's for most of the time. I thought I would die from cold, asthma and exertion, but I survived. Quick change of jackets and we headed off again towards the beach. The wind was at our back so it didn't feel too bad in spite of my toes being numb... but I knew I was fatigued by the time I'd done 30 miles. My previous longest ride this season was 24 miles, so the extra 10k took its toll. Ingrid said I could turn around but I really didn't want to ride all the way back alone so I kept going... At the beach we were at mile 32 I think, and we headed back and directly into the wind. UGH!! I drafted as much as possible but then the lead 4 took off and I couldn't hang with them. Ingrid, Julie and I kept going, maintaining about a 14-15 mph pace (so long as I was drafting). All of a sudden Ingrid stops and says she needs to talk with Julie so I kept going. Turns out Julie was suffering back spasms and needed to slow down but I didn't know it at the time. By mile 40 I hit the wall. Yup. Just like in a marathon. I had no one to draft off, my speed had dropped to 10 mph and it took a monumental effort to keep going. I really wanted to sit down by the side of the road and just cry!! But I knew that this was fatigue talking and hoped that if I just kept going at my new, slower pace Ingrid would catch up and I could finally draft again... how I longed for that break from the wind! Unfortunately that was not to be. I rode the entire back side by myself, finishing in just over 4 hours for 57 miles. I am now lying in bed and dreaming of sleep but I'm so hungry I can't drift off. Ha!
I'm glad I more than doubled my distance today and I'm proud of that accomplishment, but I still kind of wish I hadn't pushed myself... I'll be paying for it tomorrow for sure.