Not good
April 18th, 2007 |I’m full blown sick.
Sometimes when you go ride when you are sick you can clear things out of your system and feel lots better. Some other times when you ride sick you feel like hell. I was hoping for the former and got the latter.
I rode down to Bloomington to pick up Ped from work and we headed over to the Urthel meet spot. I felt ok and thought that things might go my way during the Urthel ride. There are some strong guys that show up on that ride so it’s hard to hide if you are not good.
On the bike path we saw Der Kruiser heading over to race Opus.
There were about a dozen fit dudes standing around at the meet spot once Ped and I got there. I took a few moments to explain the concept of the ride to everyone. After my little speech Carl Huronson said that he felt like he was back in school. Everyone then told me how good I looked in my new bike costume.
Once the ride got underway it was very clear to me that I was not good. I was seeing heart rate measurements about 20 beats higher than I normally see. I could not hang on to the group for the Wayzata sprint and when Ped decided to turn around at County Road 24 in order to make a dinner appointment I turned around with him.
What then commenced was the most painful ride home that I have experienced in a very long time. My legs felt like I had already ridden a double century. My head hurt, my neck hurt, my back hurt. It took everything I had just to get back home.
I was thinking of racing Durand this weekend but recovering from this cold may take more time that I thought it was going to.
