For reasons not yet known to me, there are times I like to push myself… to find those upper limits, feel ‘em out and maybe even tickle ‘em a little. This morning felt like it’d be a good opportunity to do just that—it’s still early in the week, so my legs are feeling decent and I knew there was a good chance I’d be able to solo all the way in.
I’m going to pay the consequences of that effort throughout the rest of the week… I definitely felt gassed throughout the day and on the ride home. It was worth it, though. If nothing else, school bus #38 didn’t pass me until I was at the top of the hill… as opposed to the usual buzzing I get on the minimum-shoulder climb.
Had this tune repeating in my head for a while between mile 18 and 23:
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