I started to feel pretty worn down during my Saturday spin class. By the end of our group ride on Sunday, I was positively wiped. Breakfast club spinning on Saturday was still awesome, don't get me wrong. I got a free O2 water bottle, and, as the class name would suggest, a free breakfast.
The group ride was my longest ride ever! 29 miles! We went out to some market between Saguaro East and Colossal Cave, fighting a 20 mph headwind the whole way. I started to get grouchy when my bike computer read 13+ miles and we still hadn't turned around yet. "Mac said 25 miles today, this is going to be more like 30, I'm tired, I'm sore, I already rode a lot this week, grumble, grumble, grumble"
Food and water at the break really turned my spirits around. I joking complained to the group about the extra miles. Mac just laughed and said sometimes the group leader has to lie about the ride. What a little trickster! On the ride back I had to tackle my first real hill. I attacked it with gusto, even trying to stand up, but immediately sat back down after about two pedal strokes. By the time I was almost to the top, I was in my granniest of gears going about 5 mph, but I made it.
Oh and a bug flew in Greg's mouth and bit/stung his tongue multiple times. He laughed it off, so I can laugh too...Ha!
My rest day turned into a rest week, which is really lame. More rides planned for this weekend, so hopefully that will get me moving again.
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