While Sunday’s bike ride and yesterdays beach walk were met with sun, warmth and blue skies (I might have a bit of a sunburn!) Today has been foggy and blustery! The winds are out of the north and gusting to 20+ mph, which is normal for us.
This is fun pedaling southbound, but when I have to turn around north to go home the fun stops and true work begins! I have done these rides before and will do it again, but really just didn’t wanna today.
I am a very firm believer sometimes you have to play tourist where you live. When we lived in the Seattle area, Michelle and I did this by Riding the Duck, going to Mt Rainier, and taking Abby to the troll in Fremont.
I find it quite funny when Michelle talks to her brother. Invariably he will get around to asking her, “Are you bored living at the ocean yet?”
I can’t decide if he somehowthinks we would miss the hustle or bustle of the big city life (for the record we hate both the bustle as well as the hustle) or if he thinks there just isn’t anything to do down here…
One week ago, from the time I am starting this post, Rob and I were almost 3 hours south of Centralia, and starting to cuss the rolling hills. As hard as a 200 miles ride is, the prep is just as tough. There are hours upon hours of training rides and being away from home. That means one weekend day is taken up with a ride and the other ends up being errand day. It aint easy on a cycling spouse to have someone gone that much.
Given that, the big training rides are over! Therefore we decided today would be a fun day to do something together we had never done.
Ladies and gents, LONG before there were kindles and Ipods with Kindle apps, in fact, before there were e-readers of any type. I read these things we used to call books! In fact, back then, when I would come to the Oregon coast, I would scour used book stores for additions to my adventure library.
I have mountain climbing books, river conquering books, and arctic survival essays.
And, of course, in addition to all of these, I have cycling adventures.
I had never been to Texas until last week. I’ve seen it on TV, read about it in books, and met people who are from there, but I had not spent any time there. In fact, I’ve been wracking my brain, but I don’t know for sure if I had ever even caught a connecting flight there.
I am not sure how it has happened, but for the last 4 years my annual miles keep increasing! A the end of 2014 I had 3483 miles. In 2015, I broke 4000 miles for the first time ever, hitting 4209 miles. 2016, I once again set a record, with a surprise 4470 miles. When I saw the final I ALMOST went out for another 30… But decided against it.
This year I blew the doors off the totals. 5077!! Again a new record, and first time over 5000. Y’all here, and my Facebook followers were tracking my quest for 5K these last two months. And I shouted from the rooftops when I made it.