Tuesday Night Race Ride

There is a group that meets in the area on Tuesday nights to ride, creatively called the 'Tuesday Night Race Ride'. Tuesday was my first showing.


I have a history of cycling - I've been in lots of fairly competitive groups, when I was younger. The guys I road with Tuesday night were the best I've ever seen. It was fast. If you couldn't catch the wheel in front of you it was done. People were dropping off while drafting, not able to hold the pace. I wish I had worn my heart rate monitor, it would have shown my true maximum heart rate.


I did Ok with these guys - but it was a little intimidating. They didn't look like normal cyclist - more like football players. Huge legs, barreling through corners, constantly attacking the front. My legs were burning. One of the attacks near the crest of a hill caught me off guard...I lost the wheel, and couldn't bring them back. Five of us worked together trying to bridge-up to the 'meaty' boys but we couldn't do it. We were pushing 33mph on the flats and still couldn't catch the lead group.


Cycling has various forms. Last night was not Triathlon. It wasn't an endurance test, more like a gut wrenching contest. It was exciting. Riding in a pack like that turns on all your senses.

Tonight I ran 8 miles, at the Park, some easy miles, some fast miles. I ran 5.5 miles on Monday - easy, it was my planned day off. Big workout tomorrow.