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09-09-10, 07:59 PM
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09-09-10, 08:03 PM
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The stupid thing is, I stopped at 10 and turned around, leaving the group. I rode about a mile, and two roadies came up behind me (training for the ... six something? Something with climbing.). Anyway, they were really cool and I rode with them for a few miles. At least the ride back had tailwind.
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Vikings up 9 - 7 at the half.
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09-09-10, 08:05 PM
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It's not a wheel yet. It's rims so far. I want it to be secretive.
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I hope you feel better soon, Jen. Muscle spasms suck, if that's what it is, and I'd bet that's what it is after your air mattress weekend.
Best stay out of the 33 until you're healed up.
Best stay out of the 33 until you're healed up.
09-09-10, 08:06 PM
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09-09-10, 08:08 PM
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But thanks. It really started to get to me as my breathing got harder. Now it's just throbbing. And I hate ice packs. I should post my Garmin up for maximum lulz.
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This place is depressing. How about an inspirational pick-me-up story?
For several reasons I didn't feel like riding this evening: I was bummed for missing the group ride, I had a pointless afternoon and was feeling lethargic, my knee has been acting up, and I got a rash (likely from drugs).
But I HTFU and went riding anyway. Why? Because I have lofty mileage goals to meet.
After a couple miles I started warming up. Then I turned down onto the Neyland Drive speedway and zoomed downhill, lucking out on the stop lights.
The next mile was rhythmic pedaling along the peaceful Tennessee River, the beautiful UT gardens, and then the sewer plant.
Upon rounding the next bend I was greeted with one of the most glorious sights in the sporting world: the newly-finished Pratt Pavilion, Thompson-Boling Arena, and most majestic of all, Neyland Stadium, the cathedral of college football.
As I past by the shadow of the stadium, I saw that several vessels in the Vol Navy had already docked for the weekend.
As I rolled past downtown and eastward on Riverside Drive, I started thinking about how the mighty Volunteers are going to gun down the Ducks, and my spirits began a started to skyrocket. By the time I crossed the Holston River it was official--the Velo Vol mojo was back!
I ramped it up on an out-and-back road along the river. I only had time to do one loop, but I was feeling so good hammering that I defiantly shook my fist at the setting sun and did another. Blinky or not, dusk wasn't going to stop the VV-Train.
Finally I had no choice but to head back, so I pointed the Velo Volmobile westward and took off, powering over the hills and cruising at 22 mph on the flats.
The only thing that could slow me down was the MUP the last two miles--because it stinks, and because it was dark and I didn't want to hit someone. So I cooled down in triumph like a yellow-clad cyclist spinning the Champs-Élysées.
The end.
For several reasons I didn't feel like riding this evening: I was bummed for missing the group ride, I had a pointless afternoon and was feeling lethargic, my knee has been acting up, and I got a rash (likely from drugs).
But I HTFU and went riding anyway. Why? Because I have lofty mileage goals to meet.
After a couple miles I started warming up. Then I turned down onto the Neyland Drive speedway and zoomed downhill, lucking out on the stop lights.
The next mile was rhythmic pedaling along the peaceful Tennessee River, the beautiful UT gardens, and then the sewer plant.
Upon rounding the next bend I was greeted with one of the most glorious sights in the sporting world: the newly-finished Pratt Pavilion, Thompson-Boling Arena, and most majestic of all, Neyland Stadium, the cathedral of college football.
As I past by the shadow of the stadium, I saw that several vessels in the Vol Navy had already docked for the weekend.
As I rolled past downtown and eastward on Riverside Drive, I started thinking about how the mighty Volunteers are going to gun down the Ducks, and my spirits began a started to skyrocket. By the time I crossed the Holston River it was official--the Velo Vol mojo was back!
I ramped it up on an out-and-back road along the river. I only had time to do one loop, but I was feeling so good hammering that I defiantly shook my fist at the setting sun and did another. Blinky or not, dusk wasn't going to stop the VV-Train.
Finally I had no choice but to head back, so I pointed the Velo Volmobile westward and took off, powering over the hills and cruising at 22 mph on the flats.
The only thing that could slow me down was the MUP the last two miles--because it stinks, and because it was dark and I didn't want to hit someone. So I cooled down in triumph like a yellow-clad cyclist spinning the Champs-Élysées.
The end.
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You better be kidding.
I'm using tubies only for racing and will have the clinchers for cross training wheels and pit wheels.
Could do. Will probably, but it will be a while before I get the hubs and spokes. Even longer for tires. Grr.
I'm using tubies only for racing and will have the clinchers for cross training wheels and pit wheels.
Could do. Will probably, but it will be a while before I get the hubs and spokes. Even longer for tires. Grr.
09-09-10, 08:10 PM
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The stupid thing is, I stopped at 10 and turned around, leaving the group. I rode about a mile, and two roadies came up behind me (training for the ... six something? Something with climbing.). Anyway, they were really cool and I rode with them for a few miles. At least the ride back had tailwind.
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When you were on the bike, did it feel like someone was stabbing a samurai sword deep into your muscle?
I couldn't believe I saw you in the 33.
I couldn't believe I saw you in the 33.
09-09-10, 08:11 PM
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He did. These two roadies weren't part of the LBS group.
Why not?
Pretty close. I couldn't shake it, no matter how I moved, stretched, hoods, drops, nada.
Pretty close. I couldn't shake it, no matter how I moved, stretched, hoods, drops, nada.
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This place is depressing. How about an inspirational pick-me-up story?
For several reasons I didn't feel like riding this evening: I was bummed for missing the group ride, I had a pointless afternoon and was feeling lethargic, my knee has been acting up, and I got a rash (likely from drugs).
But I HTFU and went riding anyway. Why? Because I have lofty mileage goals to meet.
After a couple miles I started warming up. Then I turned down onto the Neyland Drive speedway and zoomed downhill, lucking out on the stop lights.
The next mile was rhythmic pedaling along the peaceful Tennessee River, the beautiful UT gardens, and then the sewer plant.
Upon rounding the next bend I was greeted with one of the most glorious sights in the sporting world: the newly-finished Pratt Pavilion, Thompson-Boling Arena, and most majestic of all, Neyland Stadium, the cathedral of college football.
As I past by the shadow of the stadium, I saw that several vessels in the Vol Navy had already docked for the weekend.
As I rolled past downtown and eastward on Riverside Drive, I started thinking about how the mighty Volunteers are going to gun down the Ducks, and my spirits began a started to skyrocket. By the time I crossed the Holston River it was official--the Velo Vol mojo was back!
I ramped it up on an out-and-back road along the river. I only had time to do one loop, but I was feeling so good hammering that I defiantly shook my fist at the setting sun and did another. Blinky or not, dusk wasn't going to stop the VV-Train.
Finally I had no choice but to head back, so I pointed the Velo Volmobile westward and took off, powering over the hills and cruising at 22 mph on the flats.
The only thing that could slow me down was the MUP the last two miles--because it stinks, and because it was dark and I didn't want to hit someone. So I cooled down in triumph like a yellow-clad cyclist spinning the Champs-Élysées.
The end.
For several reasons I didn't feel like riding this evening: I was bummed for missing the group ride, I had a pointless afternoon and was feeling lethargic, my knee has been acting up, and I got a rash (likely from drugs).
But I HTFU and went riding anyway. Why? Because I have lofty mileage goals to meet.
After a couple miles I started warming up. Then I turned down onto the Neyland Drive speedway and zoomed downhill, lucking out on the stop lights.
The next mile was rhythmic pedaling along the peaceful Tennessee River, the beautiful UT gardens, and then the sewer plant.
Upon rounding the next bend I was greeted with one of the most glorious sights in the sporting world: the newly-finished Pratt Pavilion, Thompson-Boling Arena, and most majestic of all, Neyland Stadium, the cathedral of college football.
As I past by the shadow of the stadium, I saw that several vessels in the Vol Navy had already docked for the weekend.
As I rolled past downtown and eastward on Riverside Drive, I started thinking about how the mighty Volunteers are going to gun down the Ducks, and my spirits began a started to skyrocket. By the time I crossed the Holston River it was official--the Velo Vol mojo was back!
I ramped it up on an out-and-back road along the river. I only had time to do one loop, but I was feeling so good hammering that I defiantly shook my fist at the setting sun and did another. Blinky or not, dusk wasn't going to stop the VV-Train.
Finally I had no choice but to head back, so I pointed the Velo Volmobile westward and took off, powering over the hills and cruising at 22 mph on the flats.
The only thing that could slow me down was the MUP the last two miles--because it stinks, and because it was dark and I didn't want to hit someone. So I cooled down in triumph like a yellow-clad cyclist spinning the Champs-Élysées.
The end.
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