08.03.07
Don’t Bonk
I went for a bike ride after work yesterday. Here’s the map of my route. I intended to stop at ‘pause mark’ #5, turn around, and come back for a total estimated distance of 18 miles. Because I’m a doofus, I missed the point and just keep right on riding. I was in the zone, man. After a while, though, I looked at my cell phone clock and realized that I had gone way too far. I turned around at the red mark; it’s about 18 miles from my starting point, or the entire distance I intended to ride.
I wound up riding 37 miles yesterday on one quart of water and two granola bars. When I got home I crashed so hard that I wound up just laying on my bed, eyes open but unfocused for an hour. I don’t even remember if I had any thoughts at the time. Still, I’m sort of psyched that I can still jump on the bike and do 37 miles in an evening, even if it totally wipes me out.