I cycled just short of 80 km yesterday. My weekly long(er) ride. And afterward, I stopped for my habitual eggs, hash browns, toast, and coffee by the lake.
Some of the ride was at race pace. And, according to Strava, I even set a PR on one of my favourite stretches. A 7 km sprint on rollers. Fast. And fun. But half the ride was into a biting wind. I maintained a decent pace, but it wasn’t a lot of fun. A hurting wind zaps your energy.
I have company, and as a consequence, didn’t ride as much last week. Just 200 km. This week, I’ll step up both the intensity, and duration.