On Easter Sunday I prayed, and I prayed hard for 4.5 hours, that is, on my bike climbing some notorious hills up in northern Connecticut.
See, riding for three hours is whatever. Riding for 4 hours is, "Ok, this is getting longer." Riding for 4.5 hours is, "Wait, this is pretty long." But 4.5 hours of unrelenting hills is, "Ok, this is serious shit!"
Matty-O, Kevin, Jeff, you know what to say....
What a ride that was! AND!!! My deraileur broke, AGAIN! The bike is back in the shop as we speak getting a full tune up anyways, including new chain, rear cassette and new tires. Poor bike has been getting quite the abuse lately.
Fortunately, it broke again at the right spot, with 30 mins left, where I could just big ring it back.
Here was the loop's elevation, that I did twice, finishing with just over 76 miles for the day.
After the ride it was food time with the family. We had the traditional Campbell meal of Harrington Spiral Ham, Baked Mac & Cheese, Sweet Potato Casserole, Chardonnay (btw, don't ever drink "Good Chardonay" from Italy. It is quite bad), Salad and Rolls (no green beans or asparagus. Someone forgot it....).
My mom made crepes for dessert. SO GOOD!
This ride is just a warm up for what is to come. This weekend is gonna be another doozy, but harder and longer. (anyone? anyone?)
I'll let you guess where this is: