I felt heavy, like I’ve got a lead weight in my belly … I think it’s because I was sick last weekend, and I haven’t been out riding in over a week. I needed to get out, no matter how cold or dreary it would be outside.
Saturday, went out to Orinda, and did a ride with Richard. We had a pretty good turnout. However, it was a really foggy day. Ground was all wet, and descending with fog became a bit of a challenge. Couldn’t decide if I should leave my glasses on or take them off … I decided to take them off on the descents.
A lot of the hills were rollies, and they just did me in. Sure, I would start off fine, but I could only sustain that pace for so long … eventually I get passed left and right.
Overall, a good right, mixing in rolling hills, and stretches of flat smooth road, which meant pacelining, and taking pulls.
Sunday, Ramon and I rode out to meet Michael in Woodside at Robert’s Market. Basically, a good 17 miles of flat out to Woodside, then climb King’s Mountain. It was foggy today too. This time, I came prepared, bringing lights, and blinkers just about everywhere.
I felt good going out, and I just figured Ramon was just letting me lead out. I guess I was going out with a bit more brisk pace than usual. Maybe it was that scrambled egg bagel breakfast that I made for breakfast?
Apparently, I went out a bit too fast … as once we started climbing Kings, I was distanced almost from the get go. No worries, I’m used to it. I can clearly tell I’m out of shape, as I’m climbing a lot slower than the last time I climbed Kings. But you know what it means when I’m climbing slow … more pics!
About 2/3 the way up, the sun started to peep through. I tried to take pictures to capture that, but it fails in comparison to the real scene. You’ll just have to imagine it.
If only I had the eye of a photographer. Somehow, the creative mind just completely alluded me.