Season Miles: 1,850
39 miles, Tess Corners route14.8 ave. speed
79 ave. cadence
Sun, 80, wind 5-8
As much as Sunday was about pushing hard tempo, today was about simply enjoying the near-perfect weather. Would someone please bottle this up and sell me a couple of cases of it in February?
Early in the ride I decided I would try to recreate the new route that der Jan had taken me on with "I Drop You" last Sunday down through Tess Corners, which will now be the name of this route.
I even took the path down to Root River Parkway instead of the road I usually take. It was there that I picked up the story of the ride for you today.
As I approached the Highway 100 underpass I could see a couple of ladies riding ahead of me. I'd have to pass them even though I was taking it easy, but I would wait until we cleared the underpass and got back out in the sunshine of the path.
The woman I was about to pass was not wearing cycling shorts. She wasn't wearing walking shorts either. They were those cloth shorts that kind of look like gym shorts we used to wear with tube socks and stripes in the 70's. Anyway...
I felt bad for her because of what was about to happen.
Just as I positioned myself to the left and was about to shout out "On your left" the woman raised slightly up from her saddle and her left hand came around to her backside as she started to grab whatever it was she was wearing under those shorts to pull it out of her butt.
This happened exactly as the first sound came out of my mouth. In a flash her hand whipped away from back there faster than Charlie Sheen's career ended. Obviously she had no clue someone was behind her and must have been very embarrassed to have been caught in the act of starting to pull something out of her butt.
I didn't stop chuckling to myself about that one for miles down the road. Poor thing. It's all about timing. Busted.
I found my way to Loomis and Ryan, but wasn't quite sure what to do from there. So I called der Jan and he picked up, gladly giving me instructions that would take me down 116th...St. Martins...College...Sunny Slope.
I ate lunch like a pro today, while riding. A sandwich and a granola bar down the hatch while pedaling away on a beautiful day. Funny, I thought to myself, I don't recall any of these surroundings from when we rode this as a threesome last Sunday. Then it dawned on me why that was; because I wasn't looking around. The only thing I saw was the small of der Jan's back as I tucked in behind those guys like a baby in the protection of the womb.
This time I took it all in and am pretty sure I have this route down now. It's a nice loop with that one climb on Sunny Slope before the path connects into Greenfield Park. 39 miles and plenty of scenery with some rollers. I'll be doing this one a few more times before winter gets here.
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