Life On Two Wheels

Along the river and toward the mountains a morning shadow shimmers across the road. The rays of the first light jet through the trees and across a figure gliding upon the road. His breath trails in short spurts, petrified as it hits the icy air. All is quiet except the slight sound of the athlete as he summons himself for yet another days work. Soon the rest of the world will bustle with life as well and the brief simplicity of cyclist and nature will disappear into the everyday struggle of life in full motion; the errands and intervals, the appointments and intersections, and the deadlines and finish lines OutPaceTheRace

Saturday, April 28, 2007

Take'n it slow

Saturday, April 28, 2007

Today I did 5 sets of recovery intervals within two hours to speed the healing of the past week. With recovery intervals it's very simple and relegated primarily to Boulder- you turn onto highway 36 and ride at a leisurely 170 watts waiting for an enthusiast to blow by you like they’re go’n easy. The preferable enthusiast wears the discovery channel kit and rides a time trial bike. You speed up and get in their draft until you feel well recovered. Boulder is the only place where you have enough enthusiasts to make the experience 100% guaranteed, you’ve just gotta make sure not to get an enthusiast who’s too fast... ‘cause their pretty intense ‘round here.