It’s frustrating to learn that after riding your road bike at a constant 15 to 20 mph, you find out that your overall pace was only 13.7 mph. I suppose when you figure in all the times that we have to slow down or stop because of the countless stop-signs, traffic-signals and vehicular traffic in general, one should not expect to achieve a respectable overall pace. It’s still frustrating, though!
Anyway, this morning was my sixteenth day in a row in the saddle. No biggie ‘cause a handful of those rides were nothing to write home about. However, a ride is a ride, so they all count.
This morning’s weather looked a mite ominous prior to our cycling group hitting the lanes, but we rode on anyway believing that any rain shower would be short lived – at least according to the weather radar. Three cheers for today’s radar, it was right on the mark.
The ride to the coffee shop was much slower than the ride back to the barn, even though we had the wind to our back when pedaling towards the multi-shop emporium. The reason for the difference lies in the fact that I rode back with faster riders, praying that they would spare my old worn-out butt by going slow.
That didn’t happen, although our overall pace on the way back does not indicate a fast ride. The numerous traffic stops can take the blame for that. My average HR on the second half of the ride most definitely indicates a more intense effort, though – and my heart never lies.
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