Sunday, January 27, 2008
Another ride...another run
There is something about riding with numb hands and feet that really makes you respect the outdoors, the winter, and all of the slightly crazy triathletes who are out there training anyways. I ran into at least 12 other riders on Saturday while on a 35 mile ride near my home. Most of them may have had on one more layer than me, but I don't know how much that would have helped. Cold is cold and it manages to penetrate every layer when riding downhill at 35 mph. The more cyclists I passed though, the easier it was to accept my situation, suck it up, and gut it out. Even if I couldn't feel my fingers to change gears. Training must go on...and you'll see us all out there anyways!