Quicky today. All week I had been waiting for Saturday to get here so I could ride my new bike around the lake. What do I wake up to on Saturday morning? Rain. WTF, right? I felt like I was in Yorkshire, where I'd been seeing cyclists competing in the World Championships in RAIN all week. So I was a little nervous as we headed to the lake that morning, hoping and praying the road would be dry enough that I wouldn't send myself sliding across the pavement on my brand new bike.
Fortunately it was a perfect day for a bike ride. We did 2 hours and I felt like I was FLYING! OMG I LOVE MY NEW BIKE!!!! Wow what a feeling! I was a bit tentative the first lap, but by halfway through the second lap I was having so much fun! And the Blue Angels were flying overhead which was also super fun. After 4 laps, I wasn't ready to stop. But my training partner was. So we stopped, hopeful for another fun ride on Sunday, which would be our first 3-hour ride.
Instead, Sunday's ride became a leisurely family ride around the neighborhood, which is probably what I needed after a very disappointing morning. My world champion cyclist didn't win the road race that morning. So I was just BUMMED. OUT. A LOT. He was by far the strongest rider, and throughout the race CT (Cycling Twitter) was commenting on just how relaxed he looked. So relaxed in fact, that he didn't get into the chase group (a mistake he admitted later), and by the time he attacked, the rainbow jersey had already been claimed. He thought the lead group would be brought back for a sprint, but it never did. Either those guys out front were too strong or the Belgians forgot to work in the peloton to bring them back. (Oopsie, did I just say that? Sorry no offense to Belgium, but I'm not sure what those guys were doing back there to be honest.) Anyway, although PS attacked in the last 3-4km and rode his heart out, he was still 43 seconds too late...the amazing part about that was he was about 90 seconds back when he started. If only he had another km or two. If only...
Oh well. So what about that 3 hour bike ride? Well, our sitter didn't work out. And by the time I found this out, it was too late to confirm someone else. Oh well.
So we rode around the neighborhood with one very happy little girl on her brand new bike, and me trying to pick up my attitude. Thanks to my awesome husband who tried getting me out of my funk. He's always good at that.
Today is another day. BG is at a gymnastics camp while I work a little, and right now it's time for me to go stretch my legs a little. On my bike! Why not? #SeizeTheRide