Sunday’s ride started at 5:50 in the morning, the goal being to get up – and over Squaw Pass, a gamble to do in winter, as it peaks at over 11,000 feet.Then, down into Colorado Springs and take the bicycle route that follows I-70, using frontage roads, old HW-40 and the Scott Lancaster bike path.
It’s sincerely not against my character to take on major goals completely out of order, so when I admit to you that I signed myself up for a 2750 mile mountain bike race, without having ridden a mountain bike any appreciable distance since many years before I lost my delicate virginity, you will not find this too startling.
Woke up today with little sleep, perhaps two hours. Unplanned sleep deprivation training. 5:00 am. Snooze for fifteen minutes then up and about. Planning on biking/hiking trip. Let’s go to Boulder, I thought and then hike around. Wonder if you can get from the small, Southern Peak, to the Small, Northern Peak?
This week I did nothing that really fits into a report. Basically, I
took the week off – I felt achy and tired and I’ve been killing it. Time
for a break. I’m extremely excited at how well the first “month” of
“training” went – I feel in good form and happy that there’s 5 months
more to go to get into better form.
I’ve been “training” for the Tour Divide Race for about a month now. I
wasn’t really slouching in my physical condition, but the year started
out slow with my knee injury, ending in very successful physical therapy
and a wonderful summer spent in Colorado riding bikes and discovering
the fun of doing all the walk up hikes up 14ers.