I rolled out my road bike today, got some air in the tires, and knocked around town racing cars, running stop lights when I could, sprinting through yellow lights daring the cars to make their move. It felt like old times again. I never ride that way. I ride like a car drives, obey most of the laws....although I do run most stop signs and stop lights, when clear. I grew up cycling in Indianapolis, and my one good friend and I had a expression that I still hold onto: No cop, no stop. Our second rule to cycling was 'never hesitant'. There is some truth to this one. You have to an assertive cyclist, a predictable cyclist. Hesitating, wondering around, making a move and then backing off confuses people in cars. That's what triggers their road rage and results in stuff being thrown at you. Some kid got me with a pre-super soaker 'super soaker' 20 years ago. It was a well coordinated strike...the young guns drove up slow and close and then blasted me with a beam of water. I bet they still remember this event. And I hope they feel bad.
Anyway, hope I'm not tempting fate with my recollection of past dare-devil cycling moves...and what I did today. I had a helmet on anyway; I've grown up just slightly enough to overcome my vanity, well partially. Cycling helmets really look kind of ridiculous.
I'm not really in my training 'mode' yet. That will start in earnest January 1st. I did put in a pretty good weight workout today in the basement. I did an Ironman about 5 weeks ago, I ran a mini-marathon a couple weeks ago, I signed up for a marathon in 4 weeks of all things. Anything I do from now until January is bonus training. Go outside. It's beautiful.
Glad you are writing again
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