
It's been a good week. I probably worked a lot harder than I should have after last Saturday's ride but I felt Ok and the body seemed to hold up ok until today. Today I rode out to canyon lake with the Brumbys but had to back off to the moderate groups since yesterdays mtb fest over lunch left my legs a bit drained so I settled for 67 miles at a moderate speed with a moderate amount of climbing. I turned around when I got dropped as I thought Sterling had turned around when he got dropped and climbing hills alone into a vicious wind with a knee that wasn't sure about things didn't seem like it was a good idea to me. Just a few miles back down the road I ran into Sterling and Wade though. I figured I'd hop on with them and was glad I did.

It was a good ride with good conversation despite the fickle wind, fickle but strong. I wanted to get close to 200 miles for the week but I ended up a little short but that's ok, I'm recovering I guess, besides I got well over that last week.

I'd originally thought I might actually make the end of the pavement but after I got dropped I kind of ditched that idea. The legs were a bit weak and sometimes prudence is the better part of valor.

As I write this I feel more drained than I have any right to be after having only ridden 67 miles with 2600 feet of climbing. I think going short was a good idea. I'll go long next week.


Since Friday's lunch ride goofed up my Saturday ride I suppose I should write a little about it. I got into work early and figured I was good for a 90 minute ride over lunch. Why would I be tempted to ride a little to much on Friday and risk spoiling my legs for Saturday? Well, the postman was nice to me on Thursday night and brought the parts I needed to put my v-brakes on the fork I bought off a guy on the MTBR forum. You can't install new equipment without testing it right away, it's a law or something. If the next day is a near 70 degree sunny day and you don't do it I think it becomes a felony. I had to do it don't ya know.

I stupidly decided to test my fork on the section of trail 100 west of the dreamy draw. That section has a lot of climbing and some rough trail. Not anywhere near as flat or easy as the other sections of trail. That being said, it was a great side to see the beauty of the new fork on.
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