I didn’t mean to….
Went for a long training ride today.
I didn’t mean to ride in thick, wet fog but that’s where the road went. I’m glad Wes suggested an alternate route to get us out of that.
I didn’t mean to crash, but it’s hard to go down hill and turn when your front tire goes flat. It’s Ok, though, because I understand skin grows back.
I didn’t mean to run over that squirrel, but it’s hard to do evasive maneuvers going 30 mph down a busy Highway 9. Sorry squirrel family.
I did mean to ride over 75 miles- 86 to be exact.
I did mean to ride 10,000′ of climbing- It wasn’t easy, but it seemed to be for Ms. Toeniskoetter. When the road went up, she was gone.
I did mean to stop for an end of ride hot dog. It has kind of become a tradition when I’m in Los Gatos. They sure are good.
All in all a good training ride. The next benchmark is in one week when I ride the Sierra Century. Altitude and heat may become factors.
I’m tired, but the kids are worth it, right?