First, plan a long ride for the following week. Then in every phone and email communication during the preceding week, talk about your lack of training and time away from the bike.
Several times, specifically say, “Dude, you’re gonna have to take it easy on me.”
Then, when it comes time for the ride, tear out of there and average 19 mph as if you haven’t missed a day in the saddle. Oh, but still ride in back and let your partner drag you around the county. “Take it easy on me.” Right.
The fair Cap’n and I did a nice long ride from Stanwood to LaConner today. We really have exceptional luck with these things. We managed to leave Stanwood with a northerly headwind and then turn around at LaConner with a southerly headwind. Try to plan that.
The ride kicked ass. On the last 13 miles or so we averaged 22 mph and then replaced all the burned calories with a late breakfast, complete with a breakfast drink containing tomato juice, celery, olives, Tabasco, and some magic mystery ingredient that they wouldn’t tell us about. Yum.
On another front, can someone please tell me why Snohomish County insists on “repaving” all of the rural roads with tar and gravel? It’s killing me. And the A3. And the Fuji. Ever hear of asphalt? All of my favorite riding and driving routes are now riddled with loose rock and oil. F Word.
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