The mild Spring has gotten everyone excited about riding. I guess it has been fortunate for me that the weather is cooperating or I would probably still be in an unmotivated funk...
Sixty mile weeks turn into 70, and then into 90 and now into 100 as the number of rides goes up. The familiar feeling in my legs is back, an ache of pain that feels good. One flight of stairs leaves me light headed and dizzy. I have never understood that... A fifty mile ride can leave me physically fine and mentally excited, yet I have trouble with a single flight of stairs?
At 168 pounds I am still 10 pounds over my target racing weight. This is of little concern to me now that the desire to ride has returned. My diet has been slowly coming down in caloric intake and becoming more balanced so I know it is just a matter of time. Although the trip to Jamaica with Scope added seven pounds in seven days (gluttony), it will hopefully come off fast.
These markers, in mileage and weight, may seem odd but they can only be described as benchmarks from previous years. By serious cyclists standards, the mileage is low and the weight varies by individual. I may never win a race, but it is not my career, merely a passion.
As the schedule takes shape there is one serious flaw. The envelope containing 4 entries into the Chequamegon 40 (including mine) was not selected in this years lottery. The season ending race with my friends from Chicago, Marquette and local areas will not happen. This is the first time in 6 or 7 years that I have missed the cut. I hope that we still continue the tradition and get together that weekend to ride trails, party and view the race as spectators for once.
This morning it is raining, and I should be watching the Amstel Gold Race on Versus, but they have chosen not to cover that race this year. They will also not be covering the Giro d' Italia. What a big mistake. You see them hyping the Tour de France with commercials when Lance's real desire is the Giro this year. Sure, he may be up there, but I think if all goes well for Contador, the Tour de France will be his race to lose.
Today is about yard work and trail work in the light rain falling. I must be prepared so there are no excuses when the weather is nice. It looks like later this week we might hit 80 degrees and it is still April. It was only a few short weeks ago that there was still snow on the ground. Things are happening fast...