7.27 Miles fighting for air.

I took to the road on this January day with temperatures over 60 degrees. I wore my normal summer kit, sporting my Tour de Rock jersey and some bib shorts. Alexis commented that my jersey was pretty, so colorful and comfortable (all while rubbing this keg of a belly I have developed since last June). I rode last week, getting in 10.5 miles, but today was a bit different, I was fighting the headwind out so I didn't have to keep pushing. I love fighting headwinds on the way back. I know this goes against conventional wisdom. Most say that you fight it going out so that your sure you have enough to get back, but I am the opposite. I am embarrassed to call for a ride back so I push my self to my limits to get back and avoid the red face.

I fought the wind out to Grider Field Road today, at that point with my legs, and lungs burning I decided that freezing my tail off as the sun goes down was not the way I wanted this to go down. My Garmin is on its way back to me now, and I have no way to tell how high my heart rate is going, or what kind of cadence I am working with. So I stopped early erring on the side of caution, so that I can really start the training when it gets back. I want to ride at least the 62 mile course on the Tour de Rock ride, and maybe even the 100.