Sort of celebrating today, in a goofy sense of the word; I came home last night after a 12-hour shift at the ER and jumped on my bike and rode 30 minutes at 18.7mph. That was day 100 for me. I have ridden 100 consecutive days for at least 30 minutes, often more, just to see how long I could go. Since November 1st, I have ridden 1306.4 miles, and am somewhat conflicted about not actually riding today. Heck, I am off work today, why not? It's time to rest and recover. I am a journaling nut, I document every ride, and as I look back I see growth but I also see decline in certain ways. It's time to call it a day, take a week off, and come back focused. When I mount up next Tuesday, I will begin a regular regimen of intervals, one-legs, and hopefully one good long ride a week, as well as getting more daily rest and a better diet.
I have about five weeks to prepare for the "Marquis de Sade," one of the training rides in the hills, sponsored by the FreeWheeler's of Spartanburg. It's about 84 miles and roughly 8000 feet (I think) of climbing, and is the indicator of one's preparedness for Mt. Mitchell. Make it here, make it there.
I am excited about my cycling year to come, I know it will be even better than the last. Lots of great rides on the calendar this year. Y'all keep hammering and so will I, I'll catch you on the next long downhill; gravity favors the fatboy!
Be blessed, be safe.