I am off the bike for 7 days. (that hasn’t happened since sept 2009). Feel free to share your saddle sore story in the comments section. How gross can you get?
So I went running today. At noon. There’s nothing like some mid-day humidity. My run sucked ass. My legs felt like cement. It reminded me of Ironman training last summer. Part of me wishes I was training for an IM but part of me is glad to have more free time. I am looking forward to actually having a summer this year.
I was supposed to race a crit tonight. My very first. This particular crit series does not have a women’s start time (we have to race with the Cat 4/5 men). So a bunch of us have asked the club to reconsider if so many women show up to race. Here’s how that conversation went. The club that puts on this crit series is DEFINITELY a man’s club. We need as many women as we can get to show up and race so we can have our own start time. Come on guys, is that so much to ask?
This is Margaret Gast, the “Mile a Minute” gal. She was a world champion cyclist in the late 1800’s. How rad is that picture? I can’t imagine what a bad-ass this woman must have been. I wonder how many women showed up to race in those days?