It must have been 2 Months ago that I figured a standard Friday ride doubled would not get me the 48 (now, 45 at the time) miles I aimed at but a Triple wd come close to 62. Turns out that handled correctly I fall 10 miles short of 48 but the ride itself is difficult & lovely & not a little sad with the continuing tornado damage to many homes along & beyond Holly.
I’m not yet ready for a Triple – what with the climb up Sevier – especially once I add Newhall back to the route, but the Double was exactly what I needed even with the humidity. I managed most of the climbs seated – my general barometer of cycling fitness* – which came unexpectedly given my general lack of climbing this year.
I finished the final miles with an old Porter Road loop; the neighborhood is nearly surviving our Pandemic. Restaurants adapt & everyone needs gas & car repair.
*Since one can’t downshift on a Fixie seated uphill riding depends on the torque one generates through the core to the extremities. It feels like all leg-work at first but once the ride ends one feels the effort nearly everywhere.
Simonetta was a welcome soigneuse as always (that’s the name of my Hot Tub)
Ecbatan 