Sunday, August 14, 2011

TFJ: New Bike and Stuff

TFJ = Tired of the Fat Jokes Since purchasing a spinner a few months ago, I've been pretty consistent. I've got a full page of entries now on my workout sheet. I've lost, maybe, 5 or 6 pounds...not great, but I feel a hell of a lot better. I can actually go up a flight of stairs without getting winded. Yay for me. Last weekend I bought a mountain bike, so I could ride around with LC. No Jeff, no cool pedals yet. I'm just getting started. Need I remind you of my heyday? I picked the bike up early Friday morning. LC had asked me to come down to the Y(MCA) to see him swim that afternoon, so I thought that would be a perfect opportunity to break in the new bike. The Y is only a couple of miles away. For normal people. I decided to take the "back" way. Only there wasn't a back way. But I kept going...thinking that at some point I would find a street (I was on the trails, in a park). This park was underwater...well, the roads were. See, I took the back entrance into the park, so I missed the "Road Closed" sign. Every 100 meters or so there was a stretch of trail underwater, for about 100 meters. Did I mention this was my first outdoor ride in ~10 years? After the 2nd or 3rd one, my heart was racing and my arms were killing me. I stopped. Then walked a little. Got back on. Got off. Back on. Finally, the park entrance...and more importantly, a road, a paved road. OMG! I'm like 2 miles north of where I want to be. Make it about a mile. Stop. Half mile. Stop. Finally just push forward, I knew they had sustenance at the Y. I was supposed to be there at 2. I arrived sometime after 3. Bought 2 bottles of Gatorade. Said hi to LC. Went outside and sat down. Exhausted. After about 20 minutes, I gathered up my remaining strength and rode (straight) home. Took 10 minutes. Total time: 2 hours For perspective, this is what I did: Blue line is the direct route to the Y. The red line is the route I took. What can I say? I had no sherpa!


Greg Rahn said...

Hope you are getting ready for OOW. While in San Francisco I'd suggest hitting the Lyon Street Steps.

oraclenerd said...


That looks like fun. torturous fun. I might have to give it a spin though.

Have you gone swimming at the Dolphin Club (i.e. in the Bay)? I did that way back in 2002...cold water is the best cure for too many beers the night before.