First, for the record, there was really a rabbit. The part about him being white and having sharp teeth and killing all those knighty guys, I made up. Or rather the funny lunatics across the pond that created Monty Python made it up. I just thought I'd clarify because I didn't want you thinking that: a) I made the entire thing up and there wasn't a rabbit or b) that I dress up in those knight type costumes. Because I don't. Anymore. I don't want to talk about that anymore.
ANYWAY - there was a rabbit and he did come out of the corn fields and directly into our path on some Kamikaze mission to kill and/or mangle the nice bikers and their bikes who are trying to be more green and stuff by riding their bikes around instead of like their cars so I'm really not sure what his problem was. Maybe he worked for the oil companies. We'll never know for sure because, by some miracle, his evil plan failed and I didn't run over him. I'm still not sure how I missed because the last view I had of him was centimeters in front of my swiftly moving tire. It must have been a miracle.
That said, I have to tell you about my bike ride this evening. I went to Babler Park, a beautiful park with wide, smooth roads, very little traffic, and killer hills. And I got up to 41 miles per hour. 41!!!!! On my bike!! So, Bold, I wasn't in aero and it wasn't 45 but, DAMN, you were right!!! Who'dve thunk it a couple of months ago when I couldn't keep my damn bike rubber side down - but there I was, FLYING down the hill at 41 miles per hour (that's more than twice what the speed limit was. I was speeding! ON MY BIKE!!!) And you know what else . . . it wasn't scary. Not even a little. It effing ROCKED!!!
Now, I have to add a caveat that on the uphills I got down to the shameful speed of 5. Wheezing and begging for mercy going 5. Not. Pretty.
But the downhill made up for it. And that is enough for me.
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Well, 41 on the downhill and 5 on the uphill averages to 23 mph, which just rocks :-)
And I am glad no sharp pointy teeth puntured your tires!
well, i thunk it of course.
mind you 41mph is nothing to sneeze at... matter of fact, don't sneeze at that rate of speed!
you're doin' GREAT! keep at it.
(i just checked my last canyon descent, and my max speed was 40.52mph... think about that)
there may come a time when 5 up hill is not shameful. It depends on the hill.
41. Yikes! Good for you for SPEEDING!
As long as you keep moving it's all good. And 41??!! I get very nervous at 25 - you rock.
babler is the sh*t. thats right by my parent's house.
those hills suuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.
well done you. and the next time i come to st. louis to visit my 'rents, we'll have get together for a ride!
apparently i used too many "u"s. that was
suuuuuuuu-uuu-uuck.
Well you've arrived at yet another turning point in triathlon, when you don't white knuckle down the downhills or wear the rubber off your tires while braking. And enjoying it at that! As for the 5mph thing, you have to realize that what goes down does go up? That's your next assignment: learn how to maximize the downhills to give you more momentum on the uphills and learn when to shift to avoid slowing down so much or standing or completely falling over! You're doing it!
Wow - it's great not to be afraid while going downhill as I still am. That IS awesome!
LOVE the Monty Python rabbit. It still makes me laugh, all these years later.
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