sunvalleylaw
Yep.
It would be fun to ride together some day. Knowing of course that I am a heavy alpine skier who chases real cyclists.^This. So very much this!
It would be fun to ride together some day. Knowing of course that I am a heavy alpine skier who chases real cyclists.^This. So very much this!
Someday, I'll be a real cyclist.It would be fun to ride together some day. Knowing of course that I am a heavy alpine skier who chases real cyclists.
My group was not like that. Just shit flipping, and joking around, and "did you see when I nearly went off that edge (of the trail) at that blahdeblah part?" and stuff like that . We were middle aged male cyclists, many in tights. Measuring would have seemed awkward. There are other rides around, particularly one road ride, that have worse reputations for that kind of stuff. I stay away.I experienced male tribalism when I climbed (which was several times a week, with several big expeditions/year). There is nothing to make you permanently allergic to male bullshit faster than listening to a bunch of weekend warriors swap tough guy tales a few weeks after your friend(s) have died in accidents, primarily because they were -- wait for it -- chasing tough guy tales. So, um, fuck that.
Doesn't mean I don't like a good group ride. But the moment I smell dick-measuring, I tend to turn into a verbal castration machine, and all in my way get cut down to size.
:: dusts off hands ::
Tig, YES, SIR that little device - hooked up to my TV - would be the perfect thing. But I doubt I'm smart enough to put it together. How many different items are there to buy? Make work together?
Looking at your Strava rides, you're progressing very well!The hot rides are almost unavoidable. I do my best to be as smart as I can, but summer is the only time I can really get out on the road, and we've had a brutal, brutal weather year. (As an example, for the first time in decades Taos didn't open the full mountain all year). It has reminded me of what is and isn't important. For example, I forgot my helmet one day, and that was a bad, bad mistake.
Never forget the pros are doped up ectomorphs! (At least, that's what I always tell myself.)
Sometimes I get very jealous and wistful (I was a good athlete, years ago) when I get dusted, but more than anything I remind myself I'm there to lose weight, regain leg functionality, help my heart, and enjoy the insane beauty of my surroundings. That said, I do like struggle. This winter I should be Zwifting, and that should be a massive dose of humility and motivation.
Best thing I realized lately is that I do not want biking to become my "top" outdoors activity. I'm hoping to use it as a conditioning springboard to return to hiking and climbing and other stuff.